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HOTEL  UNIVERSE 

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THE  FARMER'S  WIFE 

Comedy  in  3  acts.  By  Eden  Phillpotts.  Produced  origi- 
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he  makes  out  a  list  of  the  various  eligible  women  in  the  county  and  pro- 
poses to  them  in  turn.  But  they  all  refuse  him,  and  in  the  end  he  finds 
at  home,  in  Araminta,  the  one  woman. 

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TREASURE  ISLAND 

A  PLAY  IN  FOUR  ACTS  AND  TEN  SCENES 

BY 

JULES  ECKERT  GOODMAN 

Dramatized  from  the  story  of 
ROBERT  LOUIS  STEVENSON 


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TREASURE  ISLAND. 


CAST. 

JIM  HAWKINS 

MRS.  HAWKINS 

DR.  LIVESEY 

SQUIRE  TRELAWNEY 

CAPTAIN  SMOLLETT 

REDRUTH 

HUNTER 

JOYCE 

ALLEN 

GRAY 

A  FRUIT  SELLER 

BILL  BONES  THE  "  CAPTAIN  * 

BLACK  Doc 

PEW 

LONG  JOHN  SILVER 

CPTAIN  FLINT The  Parrot 

MORGAN 
ANDERSON 
GEORGE  MERRY 
ISRAEL  HANDS 
DIRK 

O'BRIEN 

ARROW 

DICK 

BEN  GUNN The  Maroon 


TREASURE  ISLAND. 


THE  SCENES  OF  THE  PLAY. 

ACT      I.     The  Admiral  Benbow  Inn,  Black  Hill 

Cove. 
ACT    II.     SCENE  i — The  quay  at  Bristol. 

SCENE  2 — The  quay  at  Bristol,  a  few 

days  later. 

SCENE  3 — The    Hispaniola    at    anchor 

off  Treasure  Island  some  weeks  later. 
ACT  III.     SCENE  I — Treasure  Island  at  dawn,  the 

following  day. 

SCENE  2 — The  stockade,  an  hour  later. 

SCENE  3 — The  Hispaniola  adrift,  night 

of  the  same  day. 
ACT  IV.     SCENE  i — The  stockade,  the  follozving 

morning. 

SCENE  2 — Spyglass      Mountain;      the 

North  cache. 

SCENE  3 — Ben  Gunn's  Cave. 

The  story  of  "  Treasure  Island  "  is  so  well  known 
that  only  a  brief  resume  need  be  indulged  in  here 
to  freshen  everybody's  memory,  and  how  can  this 
be  done  half  so  well  as  in  the  words  of  the  im- 
mortal little  hero,  "  Jim  "  Hawkins  : 

"  Squire  Trelawney,  Dr.  Livesey,  and  the  rest  of 
these  gentlemen  having  asked  me  to  write  down 
the  whole  particulars  about  Treasure  Island,  from 
the  beginning  to  the  end,  keeping  nothing  back  but 
the  bearings  of  the  island,  and  that  only  because 
there  is  still  treasure  not  yet  lifted,  I  take  up  my 
pen  in  the  year  of  grace  17 — ,  and  go  back  to  the 


4  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

time  when  my  father  kept  the  '  Admiral  Benbow ' 
Inn,  and  the  brown  old  seaman,  with  the  sabre  cut, 
first  took  up  his  lodging  under  our  roof. 

"  I  remember  him  as  if  it  were  yesterday,  as  he 
came  plodding  to  the  inn  door,  his  sea-chest  follow- 
behind  him  in  a  hand-barrow ;  a  tall,  strong,  heavy, 
nut-brown  man;  his  tarry  pigtail  falling  over  the 
shoulders  of  his  soiled  blue  coat;  his  hands  ragged 
and  scarred,  with  black,  broken  nails ;  and  the  sabre 
cut  across  one  cheek,  a  dirty,  livid  white,  I  remem- 
ber him  looking  round  the  cove  and  whistling  to 
himself  as  he  did  so,  and  then  breaking  out  in  that 
old  sea-song  that  he  sang  so  often  afterwards : 

*  Fifteen  men  on  the  dead  man's  chest • 

Yo — ho — ho,  and  a  bottle  of  rum.' " 


TREASURE  ISLAND. 


ACT  I. 

SCENE  : — Interior  of  "  Admiral  Benbow  Inn '".  Be- 
fore the  curtain  goes  up  there  is  heard  singing 
in  loud  boisterous  voices.  When  the  curtain 
rises  the  CAPTAIN  is  seen  seated  at  the  head 
of  the  table  with  five  or  six  men  about  the  table. 
(Stools  for  table — not  chairs)  AH  drinking  and 
the  CAPTAIN  broivb  eating  them. 

CAPTAIN.    (Seated  table  R.    Singing  with  villagers 
before  curtain  goes  up) 

"  Fifteen  dead  men  on  a  dead  man's  chest 
Yo — ho — ho,  and  a  bottle  of  rum. 

(Curtain.  Cross  to  head  of  table  c.  Sits)  Wait! 
Wait  I  say — We'll  sing  that  over  and  louder — every- 
one of  you  sing — Sing  now — (They  sing) 

Fifteen  dead  men  on  a  dead  man's  chest 

Yo — ho — ho,  and  a  bottle  of  rum 

Drink  and  the  devil  had  done  for  the  rest 

Yo — ho — ho,  and  a  bottle  of  rum 

(Hits  on  table  with  his  tankard)  That's  enough- 
Silence  I  say!  (As  a  man  gets  up)  Where  you 
going  ? 

MAN.    I  am  going  home,  sir 

CAPTAIN.  (Thunders  at  him)  Sit  down!  Sit 
5 


6  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

down! — by  thunder  you'll  do  as  I  say — (The  man 
fearfully  sits  down.  The  CAPTAIN  draws  his  cutlass 
and  places  it  on  the  table  in  front  of  him)  Not  one 
of  you  leaves,  do  you  hear? 

THE  MEN.    Yes— Yes 

CAPTAIN.  It's  a  foggy  evening  and  I'll  have  com- 
pany— company — (Hits  on  the  table  with  the  end 
of  his  cutlass)  Mrs.  Hawkins! — Mrs.  Hawkins  I 
say 

(MRS.  HAWKINS  rushes  in  from  the  taproom  L.  c.) 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (L.  of  table)  Yes — yes,  Cap- 
tain  

CAPTAIN.  Why  don't  you  come  when  you  hear 
me — More  drinks,  Mrs.  Hawkins 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Pleadingly)  Oh,  please — 
please,  sir 

CAPTAIN.  What!  Did  you  hear  what  I  said! 
Did  you ! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Very  well,  sir,  I'll  get  it !  (Goes 
out  to  taproom  L.  c.) 

CAPTAIN.  You  two,  there — what  were  you  whis- 
pering about — I  saw  you — I'll  have  no  whisperings, 
you  hear — Well — Why  don't  you  speak? 

A  MAN.    If  you  please,  sir 

CAPTAIN.  Who  told  you  to  speak — (Hits  on  the 
table  with  end  of  cutlass)  Mrs.  Hawkins!  Mrs. 
Hawkins! — I'll  have  the  rum!  Rum!  Rum  you 
hear? 

A  MAN.    Let  me  go  get  it  for  you,  sir. 

CAPTAIN.    Sit  down. 

ANOTHER  MAN.  (Getting  up)  It's  late  and  we 
must  go 

CAPTAIN.  Sit  down,  I  say !  (The  men  sit  down) 
Not  a  man  leaves — I'll  not  be  left  alone  with  those 
faces  out  there  in  the  frog- 


A  MAN.     But  there  are  no  faces 

CAPTAIN.    Who  asked  you  to  speak — By  thunder, 


TREASURE  ISLAND,  7 

I've  seen  men  run  through  for  less — Rum!  Rum! 
Rum! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Coming  in  with  tankards  of 
drinks.  R.  of  table)  Coming — Coming,  sir 

THE  MEN.  (Getting  tip)  But  indeed,  we've  had 
enough- 


CAPTAIN.    What's  that- 


ANOTHER  MAN.     (Getting  up)    And  we  must  go 

home,  sir 

CAPTAIN.    What ! 

(Enter  DR.  LIVESEY.) 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Pleadingly)  Oh,  please,  sir — 
you're  driving  all  my  business  away 

CAPTAIN.  Driving  it  away — I'm  holding  it  here, 
madam.  Sit  down — (As  the  men  still  stand  and 
edge  tozvard  the  door)  What,  you  refuse — You 
refuse  to  sit  down  and  drink  with  me — Then,  by 
thunder,  we'll  see. 

(With  a  cry  the  men  rush  out  R.  c.  The  CAPTAIN 
rushes  up  to  go  after  them  and  comes  face  to 
face  with  DR.  LIVESEY  who  enters.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.     (R.  c.)     Hello!    What's  all  this ! 

CAPTAIN.  (L.  c.  Thunders  at  him)  Silence  be- 
tween decks ! 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Are  you  addressing  me,  sir ! 

CAPTAIN.  Aye,  that  I  am !  (Pounding  on  the 
table  with  the  end  of  his  cutlass)  Silence,  I  said ! 
Silence — or 

DR.  LIVESEY.     (Firmly)    Stop  that! 

CAPTAIN.    What's  that? 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Comes  dozvn  R.  Terribly 
afraid)  Oh,  please  sir,  please 

CAPTAIN.  (Coming  tip  angrily  toward  DR. 
LIVESEY)  Now  say  that  again ! 

DR.  LIVESEY.  I  said  for  you  to  stop  if  and  I 
mean  it! 


3  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

CAPTAIN.  (Holding  his  cutlass  in  his  hand) 
Why  you  rum  puncheon — weak-livered  swab — you 
bandy  legged  lubber — I'll  show  you ! 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Firmly)  Put  down  that  cut- 
lass  


CAPTAIN.    What  you- 


DR.  LIVESEY.  (Staring  CAPTAIN  down)  Put  it 
down,  or  upon  my  honor  you  shall  hang  next  as- 
sizes— Put  it  down — (DR.  points.  The  CAPTAIN 
gives  zt'cry)^  And  now  you  listen  to  me — I  warned 
you  against*  drinking  before — You  had  a  stroke  and 
much  against  .my  will  I  dragged  you  headforemost 
out  of  the  grave — And  now,  Mr.  Bones 

CAPTAIN.    That's  not  my  name 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Well  it  will  serve  alright — and  I 
tell  you  this — one  glass  -of  rum  won't  kill  you,  but 
if  you  take  one  you'll  take  another  and  I'll  stake 
my  wig  if  you  don't  break  off  short,  you'll  die — 
vou  understand?  Die  and  go  to  your  own  place 
like  the  man  in  the  Bible 

CAPTAIN.    Well,  that's  my  business 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Yes,  and  this  is  mine — I  am  a 
magistrate  as  well  as  a  doctor — and  if  I  find  the 
least  complaint  about  you  hereafter — I'll  take  means 
to  have  you  routed  out  of  this — Now  then  away 
with  you! 

CAPTAIN.    This  is  a  free  inn 

DR.  LIVESEY.    You  heard  what  I  said — Go! 

CAPTAIN.  (On  stairs)  You'll  pay  for  this — 
you'll  see — (He  starts  upstairs) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  That's  alright.  And  remember  the 
very  name  of  rum  is  death  for  you. 

CAPTAIN.     (Goes  out.    Door  upstairs)     Huh! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Very  afraid)  Oh,  sir,  I'm  so 
glad  you  came — he's  got  all  the  people  round  here 
so  afraid  they'll  hardly  come  to  the  inn  any  more — 
we're  all  in  mortal  terror  of  the  man,  sir ! 

DR.  LIVESEY.  In  spite  of  my  warning  that  it 
would  kill  him,  he's  been  drinking,  eh? 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  g 

MRS.  HAWKINY.  (Sits)  Oh,  yes,  sir — drinking 
and  singing  that  horrid  song — and  blowing  his  nose 
so  loud,  sir,  it  sounds  like  the  report  of  a  cannon — 
(As  DR.  LiVESEY  smiles)  You  may  laugh  but  I 
never  knew  a  man  to  put  such  fierceness  into  the 
blowing  of  his  nose.  And  when  I  asks  him  for 
money,  sir — why — why  that's  when  he  blows  his 
nose  the  loudest. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  I  dare  swear  he  owes  you  for  his 
lodgings. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  That  he  does,  sir.  Oh,  I  appeal 
to  you  as  magistrate — he's  ruining  me,  sir — ruining 
me !  (Placing  chair  c.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Mrs.  Hawkins — Squire  Trelawney 
and  I  have  been  watching  your  lodger  for  some 
time. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Mysteriously)  He's  given  Jim 
a  silver  penny  every  month  to  keep  his  eye  open 
for  a  sea- faring  man  with  one  leg! 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Ah,  has  he  now ! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  And  that's  the  worst  of  it — the 
influence  he  has  over  my  boy 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Jim's  a  good  boy,  I'll  be  bound 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  That  he  is,  sir.  Jim's  the  best 
boy  in  the  world.  The  Captain  is  filling  his  head 
with  stories — you  should  have  heard  the  stories  as 
he  told  about  that  boat — (Indicates  picture  over 
mantel) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Looks  at  picture  and  reads  title) 
Flint's  Treasure  Ship. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  He's  got  the  boy  so  worked  up, 
with  his  horrid  tales  of  pirates  and  sea  fights  and 
treasure  hunting  that  the  lad  is  fair  bewitched  with 
the  idea  of  going  to  sea — and — Oh,  sir — (Rise) 
He's  all  I  have.  I  want  my  money  but  I  don't  want 
my  boy  in  his  company.  (Puts  chair  back  to  table) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  I  think  I  can  promise  you  both, 
Mrs.  Hawkins — Squire  Trelawney  is  to  meet  me 

\here  to-night 

I 


io  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Oh,  sir,  I  hope  there  isn't  going 
to  be  any  fighting 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Can  you  keep  a  secret,  Mrs. 
Hawkins  ? 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    As  close  as  the  grave,  sir 

DR.  LIVESEY.  You  can,  eh?  Come  here  to  the 
window — (As  she  starts  to  the  window)  No,  it's 
so  foggy  you  can't  see — but  there's  a  little  lugger 
down  at  Kitt's  Hole — I  suspect  that's  the  boat  our 
friend  is  looking  for 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    What — what  is  it? 

DR.  LIVESEY.     (Confidentially)     Smuggler 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    Oh! 

DR.  LIVESEY.  That's  what  your  Captain  is — that's 
why  he's  waiting  for  one  special  seaman — and  that, 
Mrs.  Hawkins,  is  what  the  Squire  and  I  have  been 
waiting  for — I've  got  men  all  over  the  countryside — 
Now,  if  we  can  keep  an  eye  on  the  Captain — (Enter 
JIM  from  taproom)  we'll  get  the  whole  crew  of 
them — Oh,  I  say — You  say  Jim  is  close  to  the  Cap- 
tain. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Hand  and  glove — more's  the 
pity. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Jim. 

JIM.    Yes,  sir — Come  over  here 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Crossing)  That  horrid  man 
has  had  enough  for  to-day.  The  doctor  wants  to 
talk  to  you — (Exits) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Sit  down. 

JIM.  (R.  Comes  over  and  sits  at  the  table) 
Thank  you,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  since  your  father  died  your 
mother  has  had  only  you  to  help  her 

JIM.     I  do  my  best,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  I  know  you  do — quite  right,  my 
boy.  Jim,  your  mother  tells  me  the  Captain  hasn't 
paid  for  his  board  and  lodging. 

JIM.  He  hasn't.  Not  since  the  first  day,  sir.  He 
was  at  that  door  calling  for  a  glass  of  rum,  "  This 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  II 

is  a  handy  little  cove,"  says  he.    "  Much  company  ?  " 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Oh,  he  asked  that,  did  he  ? 

JIM.  And  when  he  heard  as  how  there  was  very 
little,  he  says,  "  This  is  the  berth  for  me."  So  in 
he  comes  with  his  sea-chest,  and  throws  down  three 
pieces  of  gold.  "  You  can  tell  me  when  I've  worked 
through  that,"  says  he. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Well,  he  has  "  worked  through  " 
it,  hasn't  he? 

JIM.    Oh,  yes,  sir,  and  much  beside. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  if  your  mother  is  to  get  what's 
owing  her — you  must  watch  his  every  move  to- 
night— I  shall  be  there  in  the  village — the  least 
thing  that  looks  suspicious — any  strangers  that  call 
him — any  attempt  of  the  Captain  to  leave — you  send 
me  word — by  your  mother — no  matter  what  hap- 
pens— don't  you  leave  him  for  one  moment 

JIM.  (Slightly  afraid  but  trying  to  hide  it)  Yes, 
sir — no,  sir — yes,  sir — (JiM  sits  R.  of  table) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  there's  a  nasty  fog  out  there — 
a  fog,  that  hides  things  on  the  sea — A  fog".\like  that 
is  bad  for  ships  on  good  business,  but  it's^good  for 
ships  on  bad  business — These  men  are  on  bad  busi- 
ness— (With  sudden  change  of  tone)  Hawkins, 
I  am  a  magistrate 

JIM.     Yes,  sir 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Hawkins,  I  appoint  you  an  officer 
of  the  crown 

JIM.     (Startled,  arises)     Dr.  Livesey. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Salutes  him)  An  officer  of  the 
crown,  Hawkins ! 

JIM.  (Awkwardly  returns  the  salute)  Aye — 
aye,  sir! 

DR.  LIVESEY.  You're  the  only  one  who  can  watch 
without  suspicion — You're  not  afraid,  Hawkins? 

JIM.  (Fearfully)  No — no,  sir — I — I'm  not 
afraid 

(DR.  LIVESEY'S  hands  on  JIM'S  shoulders.) 


12  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Then  we'll  unravel  this  mystery  be- 
fore midnight — Keep  your  eyes  open — Remember 
— officer  of  the  crown!  (Exits  DR.  LIVESEY  R.  c.) 

(JiM  salutes.  During  the  last  two  preceding 
speeches  there  is  heard  a  song  as  if  the  singer 
were  approaching.) 

CAPTAIN.     (On  stairs)    Jim,  is  he  gone? 
JIM.    Who? 

CAPTAIN.     That  swab  of  a  doctor 

JIM.    Yes. 


CAPTAIN.    Then  go  fetch  me  some  rum,  Jinr 

JIM.    But 

CAPTAIN.  Rum — a  whole  tankard  of  it — fetch  it 
to  my  room.  (Starts  azvay) 

JIM.    But,  Captain — the  doctor  said 

CAPTAIN.  The  doctor  be  blowed — I — (With  sud- 
den change  of  manner.  He  now  becomes  almost 
whiningly  kind)  Nay — come  here,  Jim — I'm  not 
meaning  to  be  hard  with  you — you've  been  my 
friend — You're  the  only  one  I  can  trust.  (Con- 
fidentially) And  if  ever  I  need  someone  it's  to-day 
— there's  things  brewing  to-day,  Jim.  (Looks  fear- 
fully over  his  shoulder  at  the  window)  I  can  feel 
it  in  the  air. 

JIM.    It's  just  the  fog,  Captain. 

CAPTAIN.  Aye — the  fog.  It's  full  of  faces,  Jim 
— the  fog — (Keeps  looking  aroun'd  furtively  at  the 
window)  Every  step  of  the  way  from  the  cove  I've 
seen  'em — faces  Jim — like  those  of  Flint's  crew  up 
there — They've  been  all  around  me — they're — (Sud- 
denly st-ares  at  the  window)  See — see  there  at  the 
window — look 

JIM.  (Crosses  to  window  c.)  Why,  there's  noth- 
ing there ! 

CAPTAIN.  Didn't  you  see  a  face — a  face  with  an 
ugly  look  on't. 

JIM.     (Goes  to  the  door  R.  c.  and  looks  out) 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  13 

There's  not  a  person  on  the  road.  (Comes  back  into 
the  room  c.) 

CAPTAIN.  Faces — faces — everywhere  in  the  fog 
— (Turns  suddenly)  You've  kept  your  eye  open 
for  a  sea-faring  man  with  one  leg? 

JIM.  Yes,  sir — though  it's  no  pay  I've  had  these 
several  weeks.  (Down  c.) 

CAPTAIN.    What!     (Roars  at  him) 

JIM.  I  said  I'd  had  no  pay — and — (As  CAPTAIN 
takes  out  his  handkerchief  to  blow  his  nose)  That's 
alright,  sir.  You  needn't  mind. 

CAPTAIN.  (Blows  his  nose)  No  pay,  eh.  Well 
— well — (Starts  to  roar  and  then  changes  his  mind) 
Well,  there's  your  pay,  lad — take  it — take  it — I'm 
needing  friends  to-day — (As  JIM  takes  the  money) 
There's  a  little  lugger  down  at  Kitt's  Hole — Keep 
your  eyes  open — watch  the  road — and — Jim — any- 
one asks  for  me — you  don't  know  me.  You  never 
heard  o'  me  ?  Understand  ? 

JIM.    Not  even  the  sea-faring  man  with  one  leg? 

CAPTAIN.  No!  None  of  'em — Bring  my  rum 
upstairs  now — and  keep  your  eyes  open — (Turns 
and  glances  at  window)  There — there  he  is  again — 
see  'im  lookin'  in  that  window. 

JIM.     I  tell  you  there's  no  one — nothing. 

CAPTAIN.  Nothin',  eh?  It's  the  whole  crew  of 
'em  in  the  fog  there — the  whole  crew  of  'em — and 
it's  going  to  be  a  fight — but  we'll  beat  'em  yet — 
Give  me  that  rum — quick — (Goes  upstairs) 

(JiM  goes  timidly  to  the  window  and  looks  out;  then 
he  draws  back.  Finally  he  gets  up  his  courage 
and  goes  to  the  door,  looks  out  timidly,  then 
grows  bolder,  goes  outside,  looks  up  and  down 
and  finally  comes  in  and  closes  the  door.  He 
exits  to  the  taproom.  For  a  moment  the  stage 
is  empty.  Upstairs  the  CAPTAIN  can  be  heard 
singing  his  song.  Finally  a  face  is  seen  peering 
at  the  window.  Then  the  face  disappears  and 


14  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

i 

soon  the  door  opens  and  a  man  enters.  "A 
pale  tallowy  creature,  wanting  two  fingers  of 
the  left  hand,  and  though  he  wore  a  cutlass  he 
did  not  look  much  a  fighter."  He  is  BLACK 
DOG.  For  a  -moment  he  stands  listening  to  the 
singing  and  nodding  sardonically.  He  is  mak- 
ing for  the  entrance  upstairs  ivhen  JIM  returns 
with  a  tankard  of  rum.  BLACK  DOG  wheels 
quickly  at  L.) 
JIM.  (Surprised  and  startled  L.  c.)  1 — I  didn't 

hear  you  come  in 

BLACK  DOG.  (L.  at  stairs}  Umph ! — Tidy  little 
place  Very  tidy.  Come  here,  sonny.  Come  nearer 
here.  And  what  have  you  there?  (Goes  up  to  JIM 
who  tries  to  draw  back) 

JIM.    Some  rum,  sir 

BLACK  DOG.    (Sniffs  it}    Urn — rum  it  is — good, 

strong  rum 

JIM.  (Fearing  he  is  to  take  it)  It's  for  the 
gentleman  upstairs,  sir. 

BLACK  DOG.  For  the  gentleman  upstairs.  Good 
strong  rum  for  the  gentleman  upstairs — You  know 
what  I  think  ? 

JIM.     (Back  down  c.)     No,  sir. 
BLACK  DOG.     I  think  it  is  just  the  sort  of  stuff 
that'd  suit  my  old  mate,  Bill — Now,  what  do  you 
think  ? 

JIM.    I  don't  know  your  mate,  Bill,  and  so 

BLACK  DOG.     Don't  you,  now — that's  too  bad — 
What  might  you  call  your — gentleman  upstairs? 
JIM.    Captain. 
BLACK  DOG.    Well,  my  mate  Bill  might  be  called 

Captain 

JIM.     (Starting  to  go)     I'm  sure  he  isn't  the 

same 

BLACK  DOG.  We'll  put  it  for  argyment  your  cap'n 
has  a  cut  on  one  cheek — and  that  the  right  one — 
(JiM  starts)  Ah,  well — I  told  you — Now,  is  my 
mate,  Bill,  here? 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  15 

JIM.  (Up  two  steps)  I'll  go  upstairs  and  let  him 
know 

BLACK  DOG.  No,  you  won't.  (As  JIM  still  starts 
to  cfo,  he  thunders  at  him)  Stop,  I  say,  or — Stop! 

JIM.    But,  sir,  I  must  tell  the  Captain. 

BLACK  DOG.  (  Then  fawning  again  as  JIM  stops) 
There — there — lad — I'm  meaning  you  no  harm. 
Why,  I  have  a  son  of  my  own  as  like  you  as  two 
blocks  and  he's  all  the  pride  of  my  'art.  But  the 
great  thing  for  boys  is  discipline,  sonny.  But  you 
see  I  planned  this  as  a  great  surprise  to  Bill — bless 
his  'art — and  I  couldn't  have  you  spoil  it.  (He 
takes  out  his  cutlass  and  tries  it) 

JIM.  Oh,  sir — I  hope  there's  not  going  to  be  any 
trouble 

CAPTAIN.  (Upstairs)  Jim!  Jim!  Where's  my 
rum! 

BLACK  DOG.  (Motions  JIM  to  keep  silent) 
Sh-sh !  Bill  and  me's  old  friends — he'll  be  glad  to 
see  me — Bill  will.  Bless  his  'art 

CAPTAIN.     (Still  upstairs)     Jim — Jim 

BLACK  DOG.  Sh-sh — not  a  word — or  I'll  wring 
your  neck.  (Grasps  JIM  by  the  throat  and  urges 
him  back  of  the  stairs  L.) 

JIM.    What  are  you  doing,  sir? 

BLACK  DOG.  Giving  Bill  a  surprise — a  little  sur- 
prise. 

( The  CAPTAIN  comes  down  the  stairs. ) 

CAPTAIN.  (Furious)  Jim!  Where  has  he 
gone — Jim,  I  say — (Goes  to  c.  head  of  table)  Jim! 

BLACK  DOG.  (Speaks  when  CAPTAIN  gets  above 
table.  Steps  out  with  cutlass  drazvn  as  CAPTAIN 
turns)  Hello,  Bill! 

CAPTAIN.  (Stops  short  as  if  stunned)  You — 
you 

BLACK  DOG.  Come,  Bill.  You  know  your  old 
shipmate 


16  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

CAPTAIN.  Black  Dog!  What  do  you  want? 
(Moves  toward  him) 

BLACK  DOG.  Just  come  to  see  my  old  shipmate, 
Billy,  and  talk  over  old  times. 

CAPTAIN.  (Bitterly)  Old  times,  huh?  (Moves 
toward  BLACK  DOG) 

BLACK  DOG.  (Circles  to  R.  of  table)  A  sight  of 
times  we've  seen  Bill,  us  two,  since  I  lost  them 
talons.  (Holds  up  mutilated  hand) 

CAPTAIN.  Now,  look  here,  you've  runned  me 
down — here  I  am.  Well  then,  speak  up!  What  is 
it? 

BLACK  DOG,  That's  you,  Bill — always  to  the 
point.  (Significantly  to  JIM)  I'll  just  have  a  glass 
of  rum. 

JIM.  Here,  sir.  (Makes  as  if  to  offer  the 
tankard) 

BLACK  DOG.  (Sinister)  That's  for  the  gentle- 
man upstairs — I'll  have  my  own — (As  JIM  hurries 
toward  taproom)  Don't  hurry  back.  (JiM  takes 
hold  of  the  taproom  door  to  close  it)  Leave  that 
open !  None  of  your  keyholes  for  me,  sonny. 

(JiM  goes  out  at  taproom  door.) 

CAPTAIN.     (Fiercely)    Well,  out  with  it 

BLACK  DOG.  Now,  we'll  talk  square  like  old  ship- 
mates. 

CAPTAIN.    Old  shipmates,  huh? 

BLACK  DOG.  Sure,  Bill — we're  all  here — Morgan 
and  Hands  and  Pew  and  O'Brien. 

CAPTAIN.    Silver? 

BLACK  DOG.  Aye,  Silver.  He's  in  command 
down  there  on  the  little  lugger 

CAPTAIN.    A  nice  little  lugger  it  must  be. 

BLACK  DOG.  We  all  sailed  with  Flint  and  what 
we  got  like  gentlemen  of  fortune  belonged  to 

CAPTAIN.    Flint 

BLACK  DOG.    Aye/ to  Flint;  and  Flint  to  Flint's 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  17 

crew — and  that's  what  we've  come  for — what  we're 
going  to  get. 

CAPTAIN.    Go  on.    Out  with  it  all. 

BLACK  DOG.  There's  money  about  you,  Bill 
Bones — (Sits  R.  of  table)  Money  as  belongs  to  us 
all — and  more  than  money  there's  a  little  chart — 
Flint's  fist — showing  where  all  Flint's  Treasure  is 
hid — them  things  belongs  to  us  all  and  by  thunder 
them  things  we're  goin'  to  have.  Now  you  know, 
Bill. 

CAPTAIN.  And  that's  the  message  they  sent  by 
you? 

BLACK  DOG.     Aye 

CAPTAIN.  Then  you  can  go  back  and  tell  'em 
I'm  still  cap'n — and  what  I  say  is  law — why  you 
mess  of  swabs — you  think  you  can  give  your*orders 
to  me-  —you 

BLACK  DOG.  It's  more  than  that  we'll  be  giving 
you — the  little  Black  Spot 

CAPTAIN.  Oh,  you  will,  huh?  You'll  tip  me  off 
the  Black  Spot — well'  let's  see  the  one  of  you  that 
dares — Send  him  along — 'or  maybe  you've  got  it. 
Have  you?  Have  you?  (Raises  his  cutlass  and 
rushes  at  BLACK  DOG  who  avoids  him}  Now,  hand 
it  over — hand  it  over 

BLACK  DOG.  I  haven't  it — but  here  it'll  be  alright 
— and  you'll  surrender  things  as  don't  belong  to  you 
or  you'll  swing 

CAPTAIN.  I'll  swing?  Then,  we'll  all  swing — aud 
you  can  tell  that  to  Silver — to  Pew — to  Hands — to 
O'Brien — to  all  of  them.  Bill  Bones  is  still  in  com- 
mand  

BLACK  DOG.  And  that's  the  answer  I'm  to  take 
back 

CAPTAIN.  Yes.  That's  the  answer  and  that — 
that — that.  (As  he  speaks  he  strikes  with  his  cut- 
lass. BLACK  DOG  tries  to  parry  and  fight,  but  he  is 
quickly  disarmed  and  flees  and  the  CAPTAIN  hurls  his 
cutlass  at  him  as  hi  runs  out  the  door.  The  CAP- 


18  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

TAIN  very  much  shaken  himself  follows  to  the  door 
to  pick  up  his  cutlass  and  calls  after  BLACK  DOG) 
Tell  that,  too.  Tell  them  whether  Bill  Bones  has  lost 
his  arm — (As  he  picks  up  his  cutlass)  Tell  that  to 
the  one  who's  to  bring  the  Black  Spot  and — (As  he 
comes  back  into  the  room  he  suddenly  totters  and 
falls  upon  a  stool)  Jim!  Jim!  (The  CAPTAIN 
seems  about  to  swoon) 

JIM.  What  is  it,  Captain?  (With  rum  for 
BLACK  DOG) 

CAPTAIN.    Rum — rum — quick 

JIM.  (Rum  on  table  c.)  The  doctor  warned 
you 

CAPTAIN.  Look  you,  Jim,  how  my  fingers  fidget. 
I  can't  keep  'em  still,  not  I.  If  I  don't  have  a  drain 
o'  rum,  I'll  have  the  horrors;  I  seen  some  on  'em 
already.  I  seen  old  Flint  in  the  corner  there,  behind 
you ;  as  plain  as  print,  I  seen  him ;  and  if  I  get  the 
horrors,  I'm  a  man  that  has  lived  rough,  and  I'll 
raise  Cain.  The  doctor  himself  said  one  glass 
wouldn't  hurt  me,  and  I've  hardly  had  a  drop  to- 
day. I'll  give  you  a  golden  guinea  for  a  noggin, 
Jim. 

JIM.  You  shouldn't  touch  the  stuff,  sir — (Hand- 
ing him  the  tankard)  There.  (As  CAPTAIN 
drinks)  Oh,  sir,  I'd  better  call  someone — I  fear  it's 
another  stroke. 

CAPTAIN.  (Holding  on  to  JIM)  Don't  you  leave 
me — don't  leave  me,  Jim — not  now — I  need  you. 
(Drinks)  You're  the  only  one  worth  anything — 
and  with  your  help— -Jim,  I'm  going  to  beat  'em, 
yet — I  will,  Jim — I  will !  (Drinks  and  seems  to  re- 
cover as  he  does  so ) 

JIM.    You  shouldn't  touch  that  stuff,  sir. 

CAPTAIN.    Eh  ? 

JIM.    The  doctor  said  it  was  sure  death. 

CAPTAIN.  What's  he  know  about  it?  Doctors  is 
all  swabs,  and  that  doctor  there,  why,  what  do  he 
know  about  sea-faring  men?  (Rife)  I  been  in 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  19 

places  hot  as  pitch,  and  mates  dropping  round  with 
Yellow  Jack  and  the  blessed  land  a-heaving  like  the 
sea  with  earthquakes — (Drops  glass) — what  do 
the  doctor  know  of  lands  like  that  ? — a — and  I  lived 
on  rum,  I  tell  you.  It's  been  meat  and  drink,  and 
man  and  wife,  to  me,  and  if  I  don't  get  me  rum,  I'm 
a  battered  old  hulk  on  the  lee  shore.  My  blood'll 
be  on  your  head  Jim — and  on  that  doctor  swab.  You 
will  give  me  one  more  noggin,  won't  you?  (Seems 
to  grow  fainter) 

JIM.  (Giving  it  to  him  from  shelf  up  c.)  You're 
killing  yourself. 

CAPTAIN.  (Recovering)  Now,  listen,  Jim — that 
man  just  here — he's  a  bad  'un — but  there's  worse 
put  him  on — and  they're  out  there  on  that  ship — 
in  the  fog — waitin' — they're  trying  to  get  me — to 
tip  me  the  Black  Spot. 

JIM.     The  what? 

CAPTAIN.  The  Black  Spot — that's  about  the 
worst  disgrace  can  come  to  a  pirate  Captain — it 
means  he  must  step  down — that  he's  gone — done 
for — that  he's  got  to  do  what  his  men  say  instead 
of  them  doing  what  he  says — sometimes  it  means 
worse  than  that,  too — that's  what  I'm  fearing  from 
that  crowd  out  there — take  a  look  at  the  door. 

JIM.     (Looks  out  of  door)     No  one,  sir. 

CAPTAIN.  Close  the  door.  Come  here.  (Con- 
fidentially, as  JIM  comes  up}  It's  up  there  in  my 
old  sea-chest — what  they're  after — but  I'm  going 
to  try  to  get  away  first — and  if  I  do — I'll  promise 
you — I'll  come  back  for  you  some  day — and  we'll 
go  to  sea — ah! — Aye,  as  I  told  you — in  a  schooner 
with  a  piping  boatswain  and  pig-tailed  singing  sea- 
men— to  sea,  Jim,  bound  for  an  unknown  island  to 
seek  buried  treasure — You'd  like  that  ? 

JIM.    Oh,  yes 

CAPTAIN  Well,  I'll  promise  you — but  if  they  tip 
me  the  Black  Spot  first  you  get  word  to  that  doctor 
magistrate — tell  him  to  pipe  all  hands — and  he'll 


20  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

lay  'em  aboard  here  at  the  Benbow  Inn  all  of  Flint's 
crew — all  of  'em  that's  left 

JIM.     (Frightened)     Not  Flint  the  Buccaneer? 

CAPTAIN.  Flint's  crew — I  was  first  mate — aboard 
that  ship  there — (Points  to  print  over  mantel)  Old 
Flint's  first  mate — and  I'm  the  only  one  as  knows 
the  place. 

JIM.    What  place? 

CAPTAIN.  The  place  where  Flint  hid  all  his 
money — the  chart's  up  there  in  my  chest — Flint 
gave  it  to  me  in  Savannah  as  he  lay  dyin' — but  you 
won't  peach,  lad,  'less  they  get  the  Black  Spot  on 
me,  will  you,  Jim? 

JIM.    No — no,  Captain. 

CAPTAIN.  Or  'less  you  see  a  sea-faring  man  with 
one  leg — him  above  all  others — you'll  keep  your 
weathery-eye  open,  lad?  (Gets  up  but  he  is  very 
weak)  And  if  I  get  away,  I'll  pay  you  well — if  I 
don't — you  go  to  that  chest  and  you  takes  out  the 
money  I  owes  your  mother — and — a  little  package 
in  oilcloth — take  that  to  the  doctor — he'll  tell  you 
what  to  do. 

JIM.  (Goes  to  help  the  CAPTAIN  who  totters  to- 
ward the  stairs)  Let  me  help  you 

CAPTAIN.  No.  Bill  Bones  can  stand  alone — yet 
— and  with  your  help,  sonny,  we'll  beat  'em — you'll 
see — we'll  beat  'em  yet 

JIM.     ( Upstairs)     Mother — mother 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    What  is  it? 

JIM.    Those  men  down  there  at  the  cove. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    Yes. 

JIM.     They — they  are  pirates. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    What?  •*•» 

JIM.  Flint's  crew.  They've  come  for  the  Cap- 
tain up  there.  (Whistle)  Hear  that? 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    What  is  it? 

JIM.  It's  a  signal.  (Whistle}  There's  the; 
answer.  (Noise)  He's  heard  it  up  there.  / 

MRS.  HAWKINS.     (Crosses  to  L.  of  stairs)     Oh,/ 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  21 

dear,  what  shall  we  do.  They'll  be  about  our  ears. 
What  shall  we  do  ? 

JIM.    We  must  send  word  to  the  doctor. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    Yes — yes — come — quick 

JIM.  No.  I've  got  to  stay — my  orders  were  to 
watch 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    But 

JIM.  Dr.  Livesey  made  me  an  officer  of  the  crown 
and  I  must  stay — so  you  must  go,  mother. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  And  leave  you  alone,  Jim — 
no — no — no 

JIM.    The  doctor  is  relying  on  us,  mother. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    But  the  fog's  so  thick ! 

JIM.  Just  to  the  village,  and  be  sure  to  tell  the 
doctor  they're  not  smugglers  they're  pirates — 
Flint's  crew — quick. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Kissing  him)  Oh,  Jim — Jim. 
You  close  the  door — you  close  it  tight. 

JIM.  There — there,  mother,  quick — there's  no 
time  to  lose — remember — (Exits  L.  I  E.  He  holds 
the  door  open  and  calls  softly)  Mother — Mother — 
(When  he  gets  no  answer,  he  closes  the  door  and 
comes  back  into  the  room.  Then  suddenly  he  gives 
a  start  for  there  is  heard  the  tapping  of  a  person 
with  a  cone.  The  tapping  comes  closer  and  closer 
and  finally  stops  outside  the  door)  What's  that? 
(There  is  a  slight  pause.  JIM  trembles.  There  is 
a  knock  at  the  door.  With  a  gulp  JIM  stumbles 
back.  A  second  knock  and  JIM  masters  his  fear  and 
approaches  timidly  the  door.  He  opens  it.  There 
stands  a  man,  "  plainly  blind — a  great  green  shade 
over  his  eyes  and  nose ;  he  was  hunched  as  if  with 
age  and  zveakness,  and  wore  a  tattered  old  sea-cloak 
ivith  hood,  and  that  made  him  appear  positively  de- 
formed. His  voice  was  an  odd  sing-song."  He  is 
PEW) 

PEW.  (R.  c.)  Will  any  kind  friend  inform  a 
poor  blind  man  where  or  in  what  part  of  the 
country  he  is? 


22  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

JIM.  You  are  at  the  Admiral  Benbow  Inn,  Black 
Hill  Cove. 

PEW.  I  hear  a  young  voice — Will  you  lead  me 
in,  my  kind  young  friend? 

JIM.  (Takes  PEW  by  hand)  There,  sir — easy 
now — gently  and — Oh!  (He  winces  with  pain  as 
PEW'S  manner  suddenly  changes  and  he  finds  his 
arm  gripped  tight)  You're  hurting  my  arm,  sir — 
not  so  tight. 

PEW.  (Hard  and  menacing)  Take  me  to  the 
Captain. 

JIM.  (Trying  to  get  away)  Oh,  please  sir — 
please,  sir- 


PEW.    Take  me  or  I'll  break  your  arm 

JIM.     The  Captain  is  ill,  sir — very  ill. 

PEW.  Lead  me  straight  to  him  and  then  say: 
"  Here's  a  friend  for  you,  Bill."  If  you  don't,  this 
instant — I'll 

JIM.  (As  PEW  has  suddenly  stopped'to  urge  him 
and  ".iow  stands  listening)  Please,  let  me  go,  sir — 
please. 

PEW.  I  hear  someone  on  the  stairs — unless 
Pew's  ears  trick  him  it's  our  friend  the  Captain — Is 
it?  Answer!  (Squeezes  JIM'S  arm)  Is  it? 

JIM.    It  is,  sir. 

PEW.  Then  remember  what  I  said.  And  I'm 
holding  on  to  your  arm — (He  tightens  his  grip  upon 
JIM  who  winces.  The  CAPTAIN  comes  tottering 
downstairs  under  the  weight  of  his  sea-chest.  He 
seems  very  feeble) 

CAPTAIN.  We'll  beat  'em,  yet — We'll  beat  'em, 
yet,  Jim 

PEW.  (Whispers  to  JIM  and  pinches)  Say  it! 
Now! 

JIM.  (Winces  under  PEW'S  hold)  Here — here's 
a  friend  for  you,  Bill. 

CAPTAIN.  (Turns  and  sees  PEW.  At  sight  of 
him  he  lets  the  chest  fall  with  a  crash  and  totteringly 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  2* 

supports  himself  against  it,  seeming  quite  dazed) 
Pew! 

PEW.  (To  JIM)  Lead  me  to  him.  (As  JIM 
leads  him  up  to  the  CAPTAIN)  Now,  Bill,  stay  just 
where  you  are — business  is  business — hold  out  your 
hand — Boy,  take  his  hand  by  the  wrist  and  bring  it 
close  to  mine.  (JiM  does  as  directed  and  PEW 
passes  a  paper  into  the  hands  of  the  CAPTAIN  who 
seems  to  crumple  up  when  he  receives  it)  Now, 
that's  done.  Lead  me  to  the  door,  Boy.  (JiM 
leads  him  to  the  door)  Good-day  to  you,  Bill. 
(He  goes  out.  JIM  comes  running  back  to  the  CAP- 
TAIN who  stands  staring  at  the  paper  in  his  hand) 

JIM.  (As  the  CAPTAIN  stands9 swaying  back  and 
fortli  dizzily  and  looking  dozvn  at  the  paper  in  his 
hand)  What — what  is  it? 

CAPTAIN.  The  Black  Spot.  (Turns  over  the 
paper  and  reads)  Till  ten  o'clock — (With  increas- 
ing force  as  if  getting  an  idea)  They've  got  me  but 
they  shan't  have  that  chest — Flint's  fist — Bill  Bones 
is  still  in  command.  They  shan't  have  it — they 
shan't — they  shan't — (He  stumbles  up  to  the  door 
and  then  as  he  gets  there  with  a  hoarse  cry  he  puts 
his  arm  before  his  eyes  and  stumbles  back  into  the 
room.  He  reels,  puts  his  hand  to  his  throat,  stands 
swaying  a  moment  and  then,  with  a  peculiar  sound, 
falls  from  his  whole  height  foremost  to  the  floor. 
Falls  R.  of  stairs) 

JIM.  (Bends  over  the  CAPTAIN)  Captain! 
Captain!  (Feels  his  chest)  Oh!  (With  a 
frightened  cry  he  starts  back  as  MRS.  HAWKINS 
enters  L.  2)  Mother!  (Points  to  CAPTAIN)  The 
Captain 

MRS.  HAWKINS.     Dead !    Glory  be ! 

JIM.  Get  a  candle — You  sent  word  to  the  doctor? 
(Starts  away) 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  (Holding  JIM  back)  Yes. 
What  are  you  going  to  do  ? 

JIM.     The  Captain  said  I  was  to  get  the  money 


24  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

he  owes  us  out  of  his  sea-chest  and  I'm  going  to  do 
it.  (Moves  toward  body) 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Jim !  ( JIM  gets  key  from 
CAPTAIN'S  hand)  Oh,  Jim,  don't. 

JIM.  Bring  the  candle,  mother.  (Goes  upstairs 
followed  by  MRS.  HAWKINS.  Off-stage)  Ah ! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.     (Still  at  door)     What  is  it? 

JIM.     (Off-stage)     A  quadrant — tobacco! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    But  the  money,  Jim,  the  money. 

JIM.     (Enters  on  stairs)     Here  it  is. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  I'll  take  my  due,  not  a  penny 
more.  What  kind  of  money  is  this? 

JIM.    Pieces  of  eight.     Spanish  and  French. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Spanish  and  French,  Jim,  who 
was  this  man? 

JIM.  A  pirate !  A  buccaneer.  He  sailed  on  that 
ship  with  Flint. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.     Pirates! 

JIM.    All  of  them. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  Pirates'  gold.  Put  it  back.  I 
won't  touch  it.  Lock  it  up  again. 

JIM.  All  right,  mother  (Exits  and  trunk  slams. 
Re-enters)  It's  all  right.  I've  got  it. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    Got  what? 

JIM.  The  package  he  said  I  was  to  take  to  the 
doctor. 

(PEW'S  taps.) 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    What's  that? 

JIM.  The  blind  man.  He  was  here  before  for 
the  Captain. 

MRS.  HAWKINS.  They'll  be  murdering  us  all 
now. 

JIM.  (Drawing  mother  downstairs)  Come, 
mother.  Quick !  The  back  way  ! 

MRS.  HAWKINS.    I  can't ;  my  legs  won't  move. 

JIM.  Come!  Come!  (They  exit.  Flag-stone 
outside  door  for  Pew  to  tap.  Noise  outside) 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  25 

PEW.  (Outside)  Down  with  the  door  if  they 
won't  open  it — beat  it  down!  (Shouts)  Will  you 
open — or  must  we  break  it  down — (W hen  no  answer 
comes)  Down  with  the  door,  then,  men 

MEN.     (Without}     Aye!  aye! 

PEW.  Down  with  her!  (The  men  batter  on  the 
door  as  if  with  a  large  log.  Finally  the  door  is 
splintered  to  pieces)  Aye — that's  it!  That's  it! 
Now  in!  In  with  you!  (There  is  a  shout  as  the 
men  rush  in.  BLACK  DOG — MERRY — HANDS — 
O'BRIEN  followed  by  PEW.  To  L.  c.)  Now,  scatter 
— search  everywhere — quick — Quick,  I  say — WeH, 
what's  the  matter — why  do  you  stop?  What  is  it? 
What  is  it?  (MERRY  and  HANDS  over  body. 
BLACK  DOG  at  steps.  ANDERSON  to  fireplace  R.) 

MERRY.  (Who  with  the  other  men  have  stumbled 
over  BILL  and  stand  eyeing  him)  Bill's  dead! 

PEW.     Well !     Well ! 

HANDS.  He's  dead — done  for — don't  you  under- 
stand, Pew? 

PEW.  Search  him,  you  shirking  lubbers — The 
chart's  here,  somewhere,  and  we  are  going  to  get 
it — find  that  chest — look  for  it. 

BLACK  DOG.    It's  here,  Pew. 

PEW.    Open  it  quick. 

BLACK  DOG.     It's  locked! 

(ANDERSON  with  poker  crosses  to  L.) 

PEW.  Break  it  open.  Smash  it  open!  (Chest 
thrown  downstairs  and  smashed  open}  Is  it  there? 
The  chart  ? 

MERRY.     They've  been  here  before  us. 

BLACK  DOG.  Someone's  turned  the  chest  alow 
and  aloft ! 

HANDS.  (Who  has  been  searching  throiigh  the 
chest)  There's  some  money 

PEW.  Hang  the  money — it's  Flint's  fist  I  want, 
Flint's  fist - 

BLACK  DOG.    We  don't  see  it  nowhere. 


26  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

MERRY.  And  Bill's  been  overhauled  already — 
nothin'  left 

PEW.  It's  that  boy — I  wish  I'd  put  his  eyes  out. 
That  chart  must  be  here  somewhere.  Scatter  and 
look  for  it.  (The  men  dash  upstairs  and  shout) 
Look  everywhere — under  the  tables — behind  the 
curtains — turn  everything  upside  down.  (The  men 
turn  over  the  tables,  tear  down  the  hangings,  HANDS 
tips  over  the  chairs  and  scatters  over  the  place  all  the 
furniture.  A  whistle  is  heard)  What's  that! 

BLACK  DOG.  It's  Dirk's  warning.  We'll  have  to 
budge,  mates. 

PEW.  Budge,  you  skulk — we  don't  stir  until  we 
find  that  chart. 

BLACK  DOG.    But  that  signal 

PEW.  You  have  your  hands  on  it — scatter  and 
look  for  it.  Oh,  shiver  my  soul,  if  I  had  my  eyes — 
(Another  whistle.'  HANDS  rushes  in  and  the  others) 
Well — well — why  are  you  coming  back? 

HANDS.  Twice — you  heard — Dirk's  called — we'd 
better  go. 

PEW.  (Stands  in  the  doorzvay)  Not  one  of  you 
are  going  to  leave.  Why,  you  fools,  you  have  your 
hands  on  thousands  and  you  hang  a  leg.  You'd 
be  rich  as  kings  and  you  stand  there  malingering — 
and  I  to  lose  my  chance  for  you.  If  you  had  the 
pluck  of  a  weevil  in  a  biscuit  you'd  stand  your 
ground. 

BLACK  DOG.  We're  not  going  to  stand  here  and 
be  caught. 

PEW.  Nut  one  of  you  goes  till  you  find  it — or 
maybe  you've  got  it.  (The  whistle  again  and 
sharply)  And  you're  hiding  it  on  me 

HANDS.  Stand  out  of  the  way,  Pew — we're 
going 

PEW.  You're  not — I  believe  you've  got  it  and 
trying  to  hide  it  from  me — Give  it  to  me — or  you 
don't  pass — (There  is  sound  of  horses  approach- 
ing) 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  27 

BLACK  DOG.    Don't  you  hear  them  coming — those 
horses  ? 

HANDS.    Out  of  the  way- 


PEW.    Not  until  you  give  it 

HANDS.    Alright,  then,  men — at  him. 

(They  make  a  lunge  at  PEW  who  strikes  back  with 
his  staff.  They  quickly  overpower  him  and 
throw  him  into  a  far  corner  of  the  room.  Then 
they  rush  out  as  the  horses  are  heard  stopping 
near  by.  DR.  LIVESEY'S  voice  is  heard  giving 
orders  without.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.     There  they  go — after  them. 

PEW.  (Groping  blindly)  Black  Dog — Hands — 
You  won't  leave  old  Pew — you'll  save  your  old 
mate — (JiM  glides  in)  You'll  save — who's  there? 
Who  is  it?  Answer? 

JIM.     It's  I — Jim  Hawkins. 

PEW.  You !  You  stole  that  chart — by  the  living 
thunder  if  I  can  get  my  hands  on  you  I'll  tear  your 
heart  out — I'll — (Making  big  sweeps  with  his  cane 
he  rushes  about) 

JIM.  (Terrified)  Help!  Squire!  Dr.  Livesey! 
Help! 

PEW.    I'll  get  you,  you  young  rat — I'll  get  you — 

JIM.  (As  PEW  comes  nearer  darts  out  the  door) 
Squire!  Dr.  Livesey.  Help — quick ! 

PEW.  I'll  get  you — I'll  wring  your  neck — (He 
rushes  out  the  door.  Then  of  a  sudden  there  is  the 
report  of  a  pistol.  There  is  a  shriek  and  then  JIM 
rushes  into  the  room.  Almost  at  once  he  is  followed 
by  the  SQUIRE  and  DR.  LIVESEY) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  what's  this  story  we  hear 
about  pirates? 

JIM.     It's  true,  sir. 

SQUIRE.    This  was  Flint's  crew. 

JIM.  Yes,  sir — and  that  man  there  was  Flint's 
mate. 


28  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SQUIRE.     But  if  this  is  true 

JIM.  Here,  sir,  is  the  proof  of  it — (Offers 
packet) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    What's  this? 

JIM.  I  took  it  from  his  sea-chest  there.  It's  a 
map  showing  where  Flint  buried  his  treasure. 

SQUIRE.     What  ? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    By  gad,  if  this  should  be 

SQUIRE.  Thousands  upon  thousands  Flint  buried, 
and  hundreds  have  tried  to  find  it — if  this  should 
prove  the  clue  to  Flint's  treasure 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Tall  tree — Spy-glass  Mountain 
bearing  a  point  to  the  North  of  N.  N.  E.  (BLACK 
DOG  appears)  Skeleton  Island  E.  S.  E.  The  gold 
is  in  the  North  Cache. 

SQUIRE.  By  gad,  Livesey,  that's  it.  We'll  go  to 
Bristol ;  we'll  fit  out  a  ship  and  we'll  have  that 
treasure  if  it  takes  a  year — And  Hawkins  shall  go 
with  us. 

JIM.  You  don't  mean  it — To  go  to  sea  with  a 
piping  boatswain  and  pig-tail  singing  seamen — bound 
for  an  unknown  island  to  seek  buried  treasure 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  II. 

SCENE  I : — The  Quay  at  Bristol.  The  entire  back 
of  stage  is  taken  up  with  a  sailing  vessel,  tied 
to  her  pier.  Upon  her  side  there  is  painted  her 
name,  "  Hispaniola."  A  gang-plank  comes  from 
the  ship's  side  down  to  the  wharf.  At  right, 
some  dusty  old  buildings  line  the  side  down  R. 
I,  where  there  is  a  small  inn,  with  the  sign  of  a 
"Spy-glass"  hanging  from  above  the  door. 
There  is  a  bench  in  front  of  this  inn  and  from 
hangs  a  cage  with  a  parrot.  The 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  29 

left  side  is  taken  up  ivith  a  large  warehouse, 
down  to  L.  i  where  there  is  the  entrance  to  a 
street.  The  center  of  the  stage  is  taken  up 
with  barrels  and  coils  of  rope  and  boxes. 

When  the  curtain  rises,  three  or  four  men 
each  with  a  box  or  a  barrel  upon  his  shoulders, 
are  starting  for  the  ship  from  the  wharf.  They 
go  up  the  gang-plank  upon  the  ship  and  then 
vanish  from  sight.  Then  the  stage  is  deserted. 
From  his  cage  the  parrot  calls.  "Pieces  of 
eight!"  Stand  by  to  go  about.  "Pieces  of 
eight."  Finally  there  comes  hurriedly  in  from, 
L.  i  BLACK  DOG,  followed  by  a  man.  BLACK 
DOG  goes  to  the  inn  door  at  R.  i  and  peers  in 
in.  Within  men  can  be  seen  drinking — at  times 
bits  of  song  come  out — a  roistering  scene. 
Fruit  girl  doivn  L.  seated. 

BLACK  DOG.     (Enters  from  street  up  L.,  goes  to 
window.    Turns  from  door  to  his  companion)     See 
that  man  in  there  with  one  leg — hopping  about  on  a 
crutch  ? 
MAN.    Yes. 

BLACK  DOG.  You  go  up  to  him  quiet-like  and 
say,  Silver,  there's  a  man  out  there  as  would  like  to 
talk  to  you."  (As  the  man  starts  in)  Quiet-like, 
remember. 

(The  man  goes  in.  BLACK  DOG  gazes  through  the 
window  for  a  moment,  then  he  goes  up  to  the 
ship  and  stares  at  her.  From  within  the  inn 
there  comes  sound  of  songs  and  ribaldry.  At 
last  SILVER  appears  at  the  door  L.) 

SILVER.  Who's  looking  for  Long  John,  Silver? 
(BLACK  DOG  turns}  You!  Black  Dog! 

BLACK  DOG.  A  nice  turn  you  did  me — leavin'  me 
there  at  the  Cove 

SILVER.  (Angrily)  And  a  nice  turn  you  all  did 
me — with  your  bungling — you  and  Pew  and  the  rest 


30  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

of  you — lettin'  a  fortune  slip  through  your  fingers ! 
(Points  inside  inn,  where  the  men  are  singing) 
Look  at  'em  there !  All  you're  good  for  is  to  come 
whinin'  to  Silver  and  drink  his  grog! 

BLACK  DOG.    Easy  there,  Long  John. 

SILVER.    Well,  it's  so ;  isn't  it ?    Isn't  it? 

BLACK  DOG.  (Comes  up  confidentially  as  if  hav- 
ing something  to  tell)  When  we  all  ran  from  that 
place — I  got  lost  in  the  fog — (Looks  about  cau- 
tiously) 

SILVER.    Well? 

BLACK  DOG.  Well,  I  must  have  run  in  a  circle 
for  I  landed  up  again  where  I  started 

SILVER.    The  inn? 

BLACK  DOG.  (Goes  to  him  c.  Nods)  It  was 
dark  and  I  crept  up  to  the  windy 

SILVER.     (Intense  now)     Yes! 

BLACK  DOG.  There  was  Billy  Bones  dead  upon 
the  floor — and  at  a  table — three  of  'em  pawing  over 
a  chart 

SILVER.     (Eagerly)    Flint's  fist! 

BLACK  DOG.    Flint's  fist. 

SILVER.     (Tense)     Three  of  'em,  you  say? 

BLACK  DOG.  One  was  a  boy — he'd  got  the  chart 
and  given  it  to  the  men. 

SILVER.    And  the  men? 

BLACK  DOG.    One  they  called  Doctor. 

SILVER.    And  the  other?    The  other? 

BLACK  DOG.  He  was  older  and  looked  like  your 
country  gentleman. 

SILVER.     (Excitedly)    His  name? 

BLACK  DOG.  It  was  squire — squire  something — 
or 

SILVER.    Squire — Trelawney  ? 

BLACK  DOG.     (Astonished)     The  very  same! 

SILVER.    Ha !    I  guessed  it !    I  guessed  it ! 

BLACK  DOG.    But 

SILVER.  (Points  to  Hispaniola)  See  that  boat? 
That  belongs  to  Squire  Trelawney.  (As  BLACK 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  31 

DOG  starts)    And  she's  sailing  on  sealed  orders 

BLACK  DOG.    Then,  you  know 

SILVER.  The  squire  and  I  have  already  passed  the 
time  of  day — I've  been  watching  him — I  been  won- 
dering what  all  this  is  about — (With  sudden 
change)  That's  why  I  have  all  the  men  in  there 
now.  Any  of  'em  see  you  down  at  the  Cove? 

BLACK  DOG.  None  but  the  boy — and  he  saw 
only  Pew  and  me. 

SILVER.  Good.  (Confidentially}  They  haven't 
shipped  their  crew  yet — I'm  going  to  try  to  make 
our  friends  here  take  us  to  Flint's  treasure — in  their 
own  ship — aye,  even  find  the  treasure  for  us — and 
then 

BLACK  DOG.    What  then? 

SILVER.  (Sinister)  Then  we'll  pay  'erq  for  it! 
(TRELAWNEY  and  SMOLLETT  appear  upon  the  ship. 
SILVER  points  them  out  to  BLACK  DOG.  Turns  him 
around}  Either  one  of  those  your  squire? 

BLACK  DOG.     Aye — the  old  man 

SILVER.  Go  inside — You'll  find  all  the  men  there 
— but  not  a  word ! 

(BLACK  Doc  goes  into  the  inn.  SILVER  wanders  up 
the  quay  as  SMOLLETT  and  the  SQUIRE  come 
down  from  the  boat.} 

SMOLLETT.  I  will  try,  sir;  but  they  are  not  so 
easy  to  get! 

SQUIRE.  (R.  c.)  My  dear,  Captain  Smollett, 
there  must  be  plenty  of  men 

SMOLLETT.  (L.  c.)  But  your  requirements  are 
peculiar,  sir 

SQUIRE.  (R.  c.)  What!  Merely  men — not 
afraid  ot  anything  on  sea  or  land?  Surely  sir, 
English  manhood  has  not  gone  back  so  far  that  the 
spirit  of  adventure  is  lost 

SMOLLETT.  (L.  c.)  All  very  well,  sir — but  ask- 
ing your  pardon — I  don't  know  the  nature  of  this 
voyage. 


32  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SQUIRE.    And  are  not  to!    Sealed  orders,  sir 

SMOLLETT.  Quite  right.  But  you  must  realize 
this  makes  it  difficult  to  get  men — honest  men. 

SQUIRE.  It  shouldn't.  England  has  stood  for 
centuries  for  her  sailors  to  unknown  lands — and  on 
unknown  seas — her  Drakes  and  Raleighs — and 
Hawkes — and 

SMOLLETT.  Very  well,  sir — I'll  do  the  best  I  can. 
(Starts  away  up  L.) 

SQUIRE.  (Follows  him  up)  And  make  haste, 
Captain — my  friends  come  within  three  days — I 
must  be  ready,  then 

SMOLLETT.    I'll  try,  sir. 

(He  goes  off  L.  u.    The  SQUIRE  is  going  toward  the 
vessel,  when  SILVER  puts  himself  in  his  way.) 

SILVER.  (L.  c.  Indicates  ship)  I  never  tire  of 
looking  at  her,  sir 

SQUIRE.     (R.  c.)     Pretty,  isn't  she? 

SILVER.    Never  saw  a  sweeter  little  craft. 

SQUIRE.  (Indicates  SILVER'S  loss  of  leg)  Not  a 
sea- faring  man  ? 

SILVER.    I  lost  that,  sir,  in  defense  of  my  country. 

SQUIRE.  (Drawing  nearer,  interested)  Did  you, 
now? 

SILVER.     Aye,  sir,  under  the  immortal  Hawkes ! 

SQUIRE.    What!    Not  really 

SILVER.    A  fact,  sir. 


SQUIRE.     Pensioned  of  course- 


SILVER.  No,  sir — never  asked  it — never  needed 
it — I  keep  the  Spy-glass  there 

SQUIRE.    Still  you  should  have  your  reward. 

SILVER.  I  have,  sir.  (Salutes)  In  England — 
my  country — God  bless  her! 

SQUIRE.  (Enthusiastically)  A  fine  spirit — the 
true  spirit  of  an  Englishman ! 

SILVER.  There's  only  one  thing — my  health's  not 
good  ashore — having  been  to  sea  so  long — that's 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  33 

why  I  keep  my  inn  here  on  the  quay — where  I  can 
get  a  bit  of  salt-air  and  meet  sea-faring  men — why, 
every  sailor  as  comes  to  port  knows  Long  John 
Silver 

SQUIRE.    Do  they  now ! 

SILVER.  They're  all  welcome,  sir,  whether  they 
can  pay  or  no — because  of  my  love  of  her  out  there 
— the  sea — (The  SQUIRE  TRELAWNEY  starts  rather 
surprised  at  SILVER)  I  tell  you,  when  the  sea  once 
gets  into  you,  sir — it's  hard  to  ever  lose  her !  May 
sound  queer  to  you,  sir — but  it's  a  fact 

SQUIRE.  (Studying  SILVER)  No — no,  I  think  I 
understand 

SILVER.  When  I  think  of  the  times,  I've  seen — 
dirty  weather  and  clear-fights  at  close  quarters — 
hand  to  hand — and  cutlass  against  cutlass — against 
pirate  and  buccaneer.  (SQUIRE  starts  but  SILVER 
hurries  on)  And  then  I  thinks  of  me  in  there  doling 
out  grog — and,  sir,  it,'s  like  torture,  and  when  I 
comes  out  here  and  sees  a  trim  little  schooner  like 
that  a-sailin' — why  I'd  give  my  life,  sir,  for  just  one 
more  chance  at  the  old  sea 

SQUIRE.  (Who  has  been  thinking  and  studying 
SILVER)  You  say  you  know  every  sea- faring  man 
in  Bristol? 

SILVER.  Aye — sir — they  all  come  to  the  Spy- 
glass. 

SQUIRE.  Well,  suppose — just  suppose  now  I 
wanted  a  special  sort  of  crew — men  not  only  sailors 
but  fighters,  perhaps 

SILVER.  (Points  to  inn}  There  are  men  in  there 
now — enough  to  man  this  boat — men  who  have 
sailed  as  I  have  sailed — against  Flint  himself. 
(SILVER'S  parrot  begins  to  squawk)  Excuse  me, 
sir — that's  my  parrot — I  call  him  Captain  Flint — 
that's  why  he  piped  up  when  he  heard  the  name. 

SQUIRE.  You  mean  to  say  you  have  sailed  against 
Flint? 

SILVER.    It's  to  him  I  owe  the  loss  of  this — (In- 


34  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

dicates  leg)  You  see,  sir,  that's  what  makes  it  so 
hard — to  have  been  through  all  that  and  to  sit  idle 
and  hear  the  sea  calling — begging  for  a  chance,  sir — 
a  chance  that  means  life,  sir 

SQUIRE.  Suppose,  now,  you  were  offered  that 
chance 

SILVER.    You  don't  mean  it,  sir? 

SQUIRE.    You  could  help  me  get  together  a  crew  ? 

SILVER.    Yes,  sir 

SQUIRE.    At  once. 

SILVER.  I'll  see  to  everything,  sir.  (As  the 
SQUIRE  starts  SILVER  goes  on  quickly)  But  there 
are  honest  men  in  there — Englishmen — ready  for 
any  purpose. 

SQUIRE.     I  like  your  talk,  sir — you're  engaged. 

SILVER.    Oh,  thank  you,  sir ! 

SQUIRE.  And  now  about  a  crew.  My  captain  has 
found  difficulty 

SILVER.  Might  I  ask,  sir,  what  sort  of  voyage 
this  is  to  be  ?  • 

SQUIRE.     (Suspiciously)     Why? 

SILVER.    So  I  may  judge  about  the  men. 

SQUIRE.  I  want  tough  men — such  as  you  just 
spoke  of — men  willing  to  board  Flint  himself  ! 

SILVER.  I  know  the  very  men  for  you.  They're 
in  there  now.  You  go  to  your  cabin  and  I'll  send 
them  to  you 

SQUIRE.  Very  well.  If  I  could  get  them  before 
Captain  Smollett  returns. 

SILVER.    I'm  sure  you  can 

SQUIRE.  I'll  show  him.  He  with  his  trouble 
about  getting  honest  men — Send  them  along,  Silver 
— (Starts  up  boat) 

SILVER.  Yes,  sir — at  once,  sir — and  I  want  to 
thank  you,  sir 

SQUIRE.  (Goes  up  on  ship)  Not  at  all.  Glad  we 
met,  Silver 

SILVER.  It's  a  great  thing,  for  me,  sir — a  great 
thing.  (The  SQUIRE  disappears  in  the  schooner. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  & 

SILVER'S  manner  changes  at  once)  Heaven  has 
sent  him  to  me.  (He  hastens  to  the  door  of  the  inn 
and  calls)  Hands — Arrow — Morgan — Anderson — 
Merry — all  you  men. 

(They  all  come  out.) 

BLACK  DOG.     (Next  to  SILVER)     Was  I  right? 

SILVER.  It's  Flint's  treasure  he's  after,  alright. 
(HANDS  makes  movement  toward  ship.  There  is  a 
slight  change  of  manner)  I'm  to  engage  his  crew — 
(There  is  much  astonishment  and  guffawing  among 
the  crew  at  this)  Easy — there — you  are  to  be  that 
crew — you're  to  go  to  him  now — You,  Arrow,  are 
to  be  mate 

ARROW.    Aye,  Cap'n. 

SILVER.    Anderson,  coxswain. 

ANDERSON.    Coxswain  is  it ! 

SILVER.    Merry,  you  boatswain. 

MERRY.     My  old  job. 

SILVER.  The  rest  of  you  as  he  pleases — he's  wait- 
in'  in  his  cabin  for  you.  Go  now — quick.  Act 
natural — nothing  suspicious.  (As  they  start  away) 
Look  innocent  and — fierce !  On  with  you !  (  They 
start  to  leave  when  SILVER  holds  back  BLACK  DOG 
who  crosses  last)  Wait! 

BLACK  DOG.    Well? 

SILVER.    He  might  recognize  you. 

BLACK  DOG.    I  told  you  I  saw  only  the  boy. 

SILVER.  We'll  take  no  chances — You'll  stay 
hidden  in  there  till  we  sail.  (As  BLACK  DOG  makes 
a  gesture  of  protest,  he  pushes  him  toward  the  inn 
door)  We've  got  him  baited — and  we'll  get  him — 
hook  and  all.  (He  shoves  BLACK  DOG  into  the  inn 
and  then  he  goes  quickly  up  on  the  ship) 

PARROT.    Pieces  of  eight!    Pieces  of  eight! 

CURTAIN. 


36  TREASURE  ISLAND. 


ACT  II. 

SCENE  2: — The  Quay  at  Bristol.  The  Hispaniola 
ready  to  sail.  When  the  curtain  rises  there  is 
a  string  of  men  going  between  the  ship  and 
wharf,  carrying  boxes  and  barrels  upon  their 
shoulders.  The  pirate  crew.  Upon  the  side  of 
the  ship  there  stands  ISRAEL  HANDS  with 
bo'sain's  whistle,  as  if  directing  the  men.  A 
little  farther  away  stands  CAPTAIN  SMOLLETT 
watching. 

As  the  men  work  some  sing  a  rude  sea-song, 
but  not  the  "Fifteen  men  on  a  dead  man's 
chest."  Others  are  shouting  and  talking  ex- 
citedly; about  tJie  whole  scene  there  is  an  air  of 
excitement  and  noise. 

HANDS.  (As  the  last  man  comes  up  the  plank) 
That  all? 

ANDERSON.  (Comes  aboard  with  a  box)  Aye, 
,aye,  sir. 

MORGAN.    That's  all  of  it. 

(HANDS  turns  to  SMOLLETT  and  salutes.) 

HANDS.     Captain  Smollett 

SMOLLETT.     (Upper  deck)     Well,  Mr.  Hands? 
HANDS.     (Below  deck)     Everything  right,  sir? 
SMOLLETT.    Sure  you've  missed  nothing? 
HANDS.     Sure,  sir. 
SMOLLETT.    All  ready  to  cast  off? 
HANDS.     All   sir — all   ready — Shall   I   give  the 
word,  sir  ? 

(BLACK  DOG  enters.) 

SMOLLETT.     Squiie  Trelawney  is  not  here  yet — 
Have  all  the  men  stand  by. 
HANDS.    Aye — aye,  sir. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  37 

SMOLLETT.     Mr.  Hands? 

HANDS.     Yes,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  (With  change)  Who  gave  you  the 
orders  for  the  stowing  of  those  stores? 

HANDS.     I  thought  you  did,  sir! 

SMOLLETT.     (Dismissing  him)     Very  well. 

HANDS.  Aye,  aye,  sir.  (Goes  out.  For  a  mo- 
ment SMOLLETT  stands  as  if  thinking  and  then  he 
turns  as  if  to  follow  HANDS.  Men-while  BLACK 
DOG  has  sneaked  upon  the  scene  and  is  slinking  up 
the  gang-plank  when  SMOLLETT  turns  and  sees  him) 

SMOLLETT.    Well,  my  man?    Who  are  you? 

BLACK  DOG.  (On  gang-plank)  A — A  friend  of 
one  of  the  crew,  sir — I  have  a  message. 

SMOLLETT.  This  boat  is  ready  to  sail — no  one 
boards  her  now. 

BLACK  DOG.  But,  sir,  it's  important — most  im- 
portant I  see  him. 

S  M  OLLETT.      Who  ? 

BLACK  DOG.    Silver,  sir.    Long  John  Silver. 

SMOLLETT.     (Calls)     Silver!    John  Silver! 

SILVER.     (Without)     Aye,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    Man  to  see  you. 

SILVER.  (Coming)  Coming  sir,  coming — What 
is  it,  sir?  (Sees  BLACK  DOG  and  starts) 

SMOLLETT.  This  fellow  here  says  he  has  a  mes- 
sage for  you. 

SILVER.  (Recovering  himself  and  feigning  sur- 
prise) A  message  for  me,  my  good  man? 

BLACK  DOG.    Aye 

SILVER.  (Noticing  that  SMOLLETT  is  watching 
and  that  BLACK  DOG  is  growing  embarrassed) 
Well — well — speak  up,  my  man. 

BLACK  DOG.  (Indicates  inn)  There's  someone 
there  as  would  like  to  talk  to  you.  He  said  it  was 
most  important.  (Crosses  L.) 

SILVER.  (To  SMOLLETT)  I  don't  know  who  it 
could  be,  nor  what  he  wants — Can  I  go  ashore,  sir  ? 


38  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SMOLLETT.    We're  already  to  cast  off. 

SILVER.    I  won't  be  but  a  jiffy,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    Very  well.     (Goes  out) 

SILVER.  Thank  you,  sir.  (Comes  down  ivith 
BLACK  DOG  and  turns  fiercely  upon  him  L.)  By 
all  the  powers  what  are  you  try  in'  to  do? 

BLACK  DOG.    That  boat's  sailin'? 

SILVER.    Well? 

BLACK  DOG.  It'll  never  sail  without  me!  If  I 
don't  go — I'll  blow  the  whole  thing.  (As  SILVER 
starts  to  threaten  him)  I  will.  I'm  going.  You 
hear? 

SILVER.  You'll  do  as  I  say — (HANDS  comes 
rushing  down.  SILVER  crosses  to  gang-plank) 
How  now,  Hands?  (Stage  R.) 

HANDS.    That  Captain  Smollett. 

SILVER.    What's  he  done? 

HANDS.    He's  down  below  snooping  around 

SILVER.    You  put  the  powder  where  I  told  you? 

HANDS.    Aye. 

SILVER.    And  their  men — bunked  with  ours  ? 

HANDS.    Aye. 

SILVER.    Did  he  notice  it  ? 

HANDS.    I  don't  know — he  acts  suspicious-like. 

SILVER.  (Turns  angrily  on  BLACK  DOG)  You 
hear  that,  Black  Dog — you  hear?  Now  you  go  in- 
side there  and  wait.  Go,  I  say,  or  by  thunder,  I'll 
run  you  through. 

BLACK  DOG.  (Driven  to  the  inn  door)  You'll 
never  go  without  me — never ! 

SILVER.  Go!  (BLACK  DOG  goes  in.  SILVER 
storms)  Luck  never  came  with  that  man.  (Sud- 
denly) Hands,  Black  Dog  doesn't  go  on  this  criuse. 

HANDS.    Aye — aye. 

SILVER.  (As  SQUIRE  and  DR.  LIVESEY  come 
from  street  L.  u.)  Go  inside  there — Watch  him, 
don't  leave  him  out  of  your  sight,  and  wait  your 
chance  and  when  you  -get  it  you  know  what  to  do. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  39 

(Stiletto  bus.  HANDS  goes  in  as  DR.  LIVESEY  and 
SQUIRE  come  down) 

HANDS.    Aye,  aye,  sir.     (Exits  into  door  of  Inn) 

SQUIRE.    I  don't  know  what  to  make  of  it. 

DR.  LIVESEY.     I'm  sure  he'll  come,  Squire. 

SILVER.  (Comes  forward)  Everything  ready 
and  ship-shape — Just  waiting  for  you,  sir- 


SQUIRE.      (Testily)      Hawkins  hasn't  come- 


DR.  LIVESEY.  You  told  him  he  might  stay  till  the 
last  minute  with  his  mother. 

SILVER.  If  we  wait — we'll  miss  the  tide.  That 
means  another  twelve  hours  delay,  sir. 

SQUIRE.  (Excitedly)  Look  at  her  there ! 
Everything  ready  and  to  be  held  up  now — by  Gad, 
it's  hard,  sir. 

SILVER.  (Parrot)  Would  you  mind  if  I  took 
my  old  shipmate,  Captain  Flint,  with  us — he  goes 
on  all  my  voyages  with  me.  (Starts  away  and  then 
stops)  Oh,  perhaps  you  gentlemen  would  join  us — 
in  a  glass  of  grog,  or 

SQUIRE.  Thank  you,  Silver,  but  if  you'll  excuse 
me. 

SILVER.  Certainly,  sir. — I  understand,  sir. 
(Goes  in) 

SQUIRE.    An  honest  fellow  and  capable. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Well,  Squire,  I  don't  usually  put 
much  faith  in  your  discoveries,  but  John  Silver 
suits  me.  (Start  for  boat) 

SQUIRE.  (Crosses  R.)  The  man's  a  perfect 
trump — We've  grown  quite  familiar. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Squire,  you  haven't  told  him  any- 
thing  

SQUIRE.  Not  a  word.  I  have  been  most  discreet. 
On  the  contrary — I've  got  all  his  simple  little  secrets 
from  him.  (As  they  start  for  the  boat)  He  leaves 
a  wife  to  manage  his  inn • 

DR.  LIVESEY.     Indeed? 

SQUIRE.    A  lady  of  colour. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    No! 


40  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

(They  laugh  and  go  up  into  the  boat.    Enter  JIM 
L.  u.  with  bundle.     Goes  to  Inn  and  knocks.) 

SILVER.    Well,  my  lad? 

JIM.    Silver — Mr.  Silver — I'm  looking  for 

SILVER.  That's  my  name,  lad — and  who  may 
you  be? 

JIM.  (Hands  SILVER  a  letter,  c.)  Hawkins, 
sir. 

SILVER.  (R.  c.  Crosses  to  R.)  Oh,  I  see.  You 
are  our  new  cabin  boy.  Pleased  I  am  to  see  you. 
We've  been  waiting  for  you. 

(There  is  a  sound  of  commotion  within  the  inn.) 

JIM.    (L.  c.  of  window)    Oh,  sir — what's  that? 

SILVER.  (R.  c.  of  window,  puts  JIM  behind  him. 
Trying  to  cover  the  noise}  Oh,  that — that's  noth- 
ing, lad — just  some  men  drinking  there  in  my 
house. 

JIM.    I  think  it's  a  fight ! 

(BLACK  DOG  pursued  by  HANDS  appears  at  the 
door.) 

BLACK  DOG.  I  know  my  rights  and  you  can't 
stop  me.  I'd  fight  the  whole  crew  of  you.  (Exit 
L.  u.) 

JIM.  (Suddenly  recognises  BLACK  DOG.  Cries 
out.  Points  excitedly  to  BLACK  DOG)  Why,  it's 
Black  Dog!  (SILVER  puts  him  R.)  Stop  him,  sir — 
stop  him. 

SILVER.    Hands !    After  that  man — quick. 

(HANDS  rushes  out  L. 

JIM.     (R.)     It  was  Black  Dog.    I'm  sure  of  it. 

SILVER.  (R.  c.)  I  don't  care  two  coppers  who 
he  is.  He  hasn't  paid  his  score.  What  did  you  say 
his  name  was  ?  Black  what  ? 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  41 

JIM.  Black  Dog,  sir.  Hasn't  Mr.  Trelawney 
told  you  of  the  buccaneers? 

SILVER.    What? 

JIM.    He  was  one  of  them,  sir. 

SILVER.  So !  One  of  those  swabs — In  my  house ! 
(As  HANDS  returns.  Comes  on  from  street  L.  u.) 
Well? 

HANDS.     He  got  away,  sir. 

SILVER.  (Meaningly)  You  know  who  that  was, 
Hands? 

HANDS.     No,  sir. 

SILVER.  (With  meaning)  Black  Dog.  Isn't  it 
so,  Hawkins? 

JIM.    Yes,  sir. 

SILVER.    And  do  you  know  who  Black  Dog  is  ? 

HANDS.    No,  sir. 

SILVER.  One  of  Flint's  crew.  (As  HANDS 
starts)  Now,  Hands,  you  was  drinking  with  him 
in  there.  Aye — That's  who  you've  let  go — Now 
aboard  with  you  and  be  a  little  more  particular  who 
you  consort  with  hereafter.  (HANDS  exits  ship) 
Now,  see  here,  Hawkins ;  this  is  a  blessed  hard 
thing  on  a  man  like  me.  There's  Squire  Trelawney 
— what's  he  to  think  ?  Here  I  have  this  confounded 
son  of  a  Dutchman  sitting  in  my  own  house,  drink- 
ing my  own  rum — Here  you  comes  and  tells  me  of 
it  plain  and  I  let  him  give  us  the  slip  before  my 
blessed  dead-lights. 

JIM.    It  wasn't  your  fault. 

SILVER.  Nay,  that  it  wasn't — but  it  might  look 
so. 

JIM.    I'll  explain  it  to  the  Squire. 

SILVER.    Will  you,  now  ? 

JIM.    Just  as  soon  as  I  see  them. 

SILVER.  (Anxiously')  No — no — lad  you  wait 
till  we  sail — and  then  when  he  sees  how  I  work  and 
knows  me  better — then  you  ups  and  tells  him — 
and  he'll  understand. 

JIM.    Very  well,  sir. 


42  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SILVER.  There's  a  lad  for  you — and — (Stops 
suddenly  and  breaks  out  into  a  laugh}  Why,  what 
a  precious  old  sea-calf  I  am. 

JIM.    What  is  it,  sir? 

SILVER.  That  swab  got  away  without  paying  his 
score — three  goes  of  rum — Shiver  my  timbers  if  I 
hadn't  forgotten  my  score.  (Falls  on  a  bench 
laughing)  Dash  my  buttons  but  that's  a  good  'un 
about  my  score. 

(As  they  laugh  SQUIRE  and  DR.  LIVESEY  comes 
down  from  ship.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  my  lad,  we've  been  anxious 
about  you. 

SQUIRE.     (R.  c.)    Where  have  you  been? 

JIM.  It  was  mother  kept  me,  sir — she's  so  afraid 
— and  she's  quite  alone. 

SQUIRE.    I  sent  her  a  boy  to  take  your  place 

JIM.  Yes,  sir,  and  very  kind  it  was — only — he 
can't  take  my  place,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.     That's  conceit  for  you,  Squire. 

JIM.  (Crosses  to  DR.  LIVESEY  R.)  Oh,  no — no, 
sir — you  see  there  is  just  mother  and  me  now — and 
— (Breaking)  We've  never  been  parted  before — 
(Cries) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Comes  up  and  pets  JIM)  There 
— there — Jim,  I  understand — of  course. 

SILVER.  (Significantly  to  the  SQUIRE)  Begging 
your  pardon,  sir — -don't  you  think  it  might  be  good 
if  I  took  him  on  board,  sir? 

JIM.  (Mastering  himself)  Oh,  I'm  alright,  sir 
— I'm  alright. 

SILVER.  (Crosses  R.  to  JIM)  Come  with  me,  lad 
— Silver  will  show  you  your  quarters.  (Leads  him 
up  gang-plank) 

SQUIRE.  (R.  DR.  LIVESEY  crosses  to  L.  c.) 
And  now,  the  ship's  company  is  complete — and 
(CAPTAIN  SMOLLETT  comes  hurrying  down)  Well, 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  43 

sir,  already  to  sail?    We  mustn't  miss  this  tide,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  (R.)  Squire  Trelawney — I  don't 
like  this  criuse  and  I  don't  like  my  crew. 

SQUIRE.     (R.  c.  startled}    Eh? 

SMOLLETT.  I  was  engaged  to  sail  this  ship  undei 
sealed  orders. 

SQUIRE.    Right. 

SMOLLETT.  Then  if  that  is  so,  how  is  it  every 
man  before  the  mast  knows  more  than  I  do. 

DR.  LIVESEY.     (c.)     Squire! 

SQUIRE.    That's  not  true ! 

SMOLLETT.  (Meaningly)  I  learn  we  are  going 
after  treasure — Now,  treasure  is  ticklish  work  and 
I  don't  like  treasure  voyages  on  any  account — but 
when  they're  secret  and  the  secret's  been  blabbed 

SQUIRE.    Blabbed ! 

SMOLLETT.  Yes,  sir,  blabbed — Why,  sir,  it's  life 
or  death  and  a  close  run. 

SQUIRE.    If  you're  afraid. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Holding  back  SQUIRE)  Squire! 
(To  SMOLLETT.  SQUIRE  crosses  2  to  apple  stand) 
You  say  you  don't  like  the  crew — aren't  they  good 
seamen  ? 

SQUIRE.  (Goes  to  apple  stand)  I  dare  him  to 
deny  that. 

SMOLLETT.  Six  of  the  men  I  chose  were  dis- 
charged. 

SQUIRE.  They  were  fresh  water  swabs.  Silver 
showed  me  that.  (Crosses  to  box — sits) 

SMOLLETT.  And  do  you  think  it  fair  that  this 
Silver — the  ship's  cook — should  have  had  more 
authority  than  I  in  choosing  my  own  crew? 

SQUIRE.    It  was  a  chance  to  get  men  quickly. 

SMOLLETT.    A  slur  on  me,  sir • 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (As  SQUIRE  is  about  to  reply) 
Captain  Smollett.  Just  what  are  you  aiming  at? 
Come. 


44  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SMOLLETT.  (With  sudden  determination}  You 
gentlemen  know  the  risks  you're  running? 

SQUIRE.    We  do. 

SMOLLETT.    And  you  are  determined  to  go? 
SQUIRE.    We  are. 

SMOLLETT.  Then  I  have  this  to  say.  Without 
my  orders  those  men  put  all  the  powder  and  arms  in 
the  forehold — there's  a  place  under  our  cabin — why 
not  put  them  there? 

SQUIRE.    But 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Stopping  the  SQUIRE)  Alright, 
Captain.  What  else? 

SMOLLETT.  You  have  some  of  your  people  with 
you 

SQUIRE.    You  don't  doubt  them,  too? 

SMOLLETT.    Berth  them  beside  the  cabin. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Intercepting  the  SQUIRE  a.?  he 
again  starts  to  answer)  Go  on,  Captain  Smollett. 

SMOLLETT.  (Meaningly)  I've  heard  you  have 
a  certain  chart — that  there  are  crosses  on  that  chart. 

SQUIRE.  (Rises.  Startled)  I  never  told  that 
to  a  soul. 

SMOLLETT.    Every  man  aboard  knows  it,  sir 

SQUIRE.     Then  Livesey  it  must  have  been  you 


SMOLLETT.  I  don't  know  who  has  this  chart  and 
I  don't  want  to  know — but  I  insist  it  be  kept  secret. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    In  short  you  fear  a  mutiny  ? 

SMOLLETT.  I  deny  your  right,  sir,  to  put  those 
words  into  my  mouth.  No  Captain  would  be  justi- 
fied in  going  to  sea  if  he  had  ground  to  say  that. 

SQUIRE.    What  then? 

SMOLLETT.  Some  of  these  men  may  be  honest — 
perhaps  all  are.  But  I  am  responsible  for  the  ship's 
safety  and  the  life  of  every  man  Jack  aboard  her 
and  I  demand  that  I  be  allowed  to  take  these  pre- 
cautions— or  I  resign ! 

SQUIRE.    Well  then  (Angrily)     You  can 

DR.  LIVESEY    (To  SQUIRE)    Wait.    I  agree  with 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  45 

Captain  Smollett.  I  think  it  wise  to  do  as  Captain 
Smollett  says. 

SQUIRE.  (Crosses  R.  c.  to  SMOLLETT)  Very 
well,  then — I  am  overruled.  (Turns  to  CAPTAIN) 
But  let  me  tell  you  I  think  the  worse  of  you,  Cap- 
tain Smollett,  but  do  as  you  wish. 

SMOLLETT.  Thank  you,  sir.  As  soon  as  we  are 
under  way  I'll  give  orders  for  the  removal  of  the 
arms  from  the  forehold.  (CAPTAIN  goes  to  his 
position  on  the  boat) 

SQUIRE.  (As  he  and  DR.  LIVESEY  follow) 
I  should  have  sent  him  packing. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Squire,  I  think  you  have  two 
honest  men  aboard.  Captain  Smollett  and  John 
Silver. 

SMOLLETT.  (On  the  boat)  Boatswain,  ahoy! 
.(Boatswain  blows)  Pipe  all  hands. 

(Enter  CREW.) 

MERRY.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SQUIRE.     Doesn't  it  set  you  all  atingle,  Livesey? 

SMOLLETT.    Top-man  aloft. 

MORGAN  and  O'BRIEN.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SQUIRE.  (Coming  up  to  top  of  gang-plank)  Off 
at  last,  Livesey. 

SMOLLETT.  Loose  your  top-gallant — (JOYCE  and 
RED) 

JOYCE  and  RED.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SQUIRE.    Seaward  Ho — hang  the  treasure 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (At  foot  of  gang-plank)  Squire 
— Squire 

SQUIRE.  It's  the  glory  of  the  sea  that's  turned 
my  head. 

(DR.  LIVESEY  and  SQUIRE  go  on  ship.) 

SMOLLETT.     Cast  off  your  gang-plank. 
HUNTER  and  GRAY.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    Haul  on  your  main  sheet 

HANDS.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 


46  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

(CREW  does  so  and  starts  to  sing  "Fifteen  Men." 
BLACK  DOG  enters  from  street  and  sneaks 
aboard.  SQUIRE  has  gone  up  on  bridge.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Jim — Jim — Is  Jim  aboard  ? 
(JiM  dashes  out  from  among  the  pirates.) 

JIM.    Here,  Doctor. 

SMOLLETT.    Cast  off  your  hawser  forward 

JIM.     We're  starting,  sir — we're  starting — (JiM 

turns  towards  pirates) 

SQUIRE.    Livesey!     (DOCTOR  goes  to  SQUIRE) 
JIM.     (Turns  from  pirates)     That  was  the  song 

the  Captain  used  to  sing — The  Pirates  song — 

i 
(Bus.  until) 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  II. 

SCENE  3: — The  Hispaniola  at  anchor  close  to 
"  Treasure  Island."  The  part  of  ship  shown  is 
some  of  the  stern  and  most  of  the  amidships, 
the  main  part  of  the  stage  being  taken  up  with 
what  is  called  the  "  waist  "  of  the  ship.  Upon 
the  right,  however,  there  is  seen  a  small  portion 
of  the  poop,  with  small  brass  cannon  mounted 
upon  it.  In  the  background  there  can  be  seen  a 
vague  outline  of  "  Treasure  Island  "  with  Spy- 
glass Mountain  glowing  in  the  moonlight. 

When  the  curtain  rises  the  men  are  discovered 
in  with  TRELAWNEY,  SMOLLETT  and  DR. 
LIVESEY.  Others  of  the  men  are  along  the  rail, 
some  even  in  the  rigging. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  47 

SMOLLETT.  (On  upper  deck  and  ustug  his  hands 
as  megaphone)  All  fast  there,  forrard?  (Folding 
up  chart,  etc.) 

DIRK.    (Extreme  L.)    All  fast,  sir 

SMOLLETT.    Anchorage  good  ? 

DIRK.    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  The  current's  pretty  strong  here — 
— How  she's  holding 

DIRK.  Firm  in  over  seven  fathom,  sir — She'sn't 
dragged  an  inch ! 

SMOLLETT.  Good!  (Turns  to  CREW  in  waist) 
My  lads,  that  Island  there  is  the  place  we've  been 
sailing  to.  (Murmurs  of  satisfaction  among  CREW, 
etc.)  Squire  Trelawney  has  a  word  to  say 

SQUIRE.  (Coming  forward  R.  c.)  Captain 
Smollett  has  told  me  how  every  man  of  you  has 
done  his  duty  alow  and  aloft  as  I  never  ask  to  see  it 
better  done;  and  so,  to  show  my  appreciation,  I 
have  had  Silver  here  make  ready  a  special  mess — 
and  double  grog  below  decks ! 

SILVER.  (As  the  CREW  gives  a  shout)  My  lads, 
I  hold  this  handsome,  and,  if  you  think  as  I  do, 
you'll  give  good  sea  cheer  for  Squire  Trekwney. 
(As  the  CREW  cheer)  Come,  now,  below  and  we'll 
drink  a  health  to  these  gentlemen.  Below 

(ALL  go  off  with  talking  and  gesticulating  L.) 

SQUIRE.  (R.  c.  Coming  down)  Well,  Captain 
Smollett,  you'll  admit  now  you  were  wrong. 

SMOLLETT,     (c.)     How  so,  sir? 

SQUIRE.  A  splendid  voyage — a  fine  brisk  crew — 
and  here  we  are ! 

SMOLLETT.  Aye,  sir,  here  we  are — but  we're  not 
home  again. 

SQUIRE.  (Testily)  By  heavens,  there's  no 
pkasiwg  you.  I'm  going  below.  (As  he  goes  out 
R.  )  A  trifle  more  of  that  m-an  and  I  should  explode. 
(To  D*.  LIVBSEY)  Yes,  sir?  Have  you  seen  noth- 
ing 


48  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Yes — much    (R.) 

S  M  OLLETT.    Then ? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    I  believe  you're  right. 

SMOLLETT.  I  tell  you  this  crew  is  on  the  verge 
of  mutiny — and — (Stops  short  as  he  sees  HANDS 
come  from  men's  quarters}  What  is  it,  Mr. 
Hands  ? 

HANDS.  Some  of  the  men  didn't  report  to  mess, 
sir — just  looking  for  'em,  sir — (As  SMOLLETT 
watches  him  keenly)  Haven't  seen  'em  'bout  deck, 
sir,  have  you  ? 

SMOLLETT.    Not  a  soul,  Hands. 

HANDS.  Thank  you,  sir — (Exits  to  upper  deck 
where  he  continues  his  search;  now  and  then  look- 
ing surreptitiously  at  DR.  LIVESEY  and  SMOLLETT 
who  watch  him.  His  actions  are  suspicious) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    You  see  that? 

SMOLLETT.  There's  something  in  the  air.  We'll 
hear  from  that  crew  before  the  night's  over 

DR.  LIVESEY.    I  believe  you're  right. 

SMOLLETT.  Then  we  must  take  some  precautions 
— Squire  or  no  Squire 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Come  below — We  must  make  the 
Squire  listen  to  reason. 

(They  go  out.  They  have  scarcely  gone  when 
BLACK  DOG  steals  in  L.  He  makes  over  toward 
the  cabin  when  he  is  met  by  HANDS  who  comes 
from  upper  deck.) 

HANDS.     Where  you  going? 

BLACK  DOG.  Down  to  that  cabin — and  if  I  find 
that  boy 

HANDS.    You're  not — You're  going  below 

BLACK  DOG.    Stand  out  of  my  way. 

HANDS.    You  heard  Silver's  orders 

BLACK  DOG.  Aye,  I've  heard  his  orders  and  I've 
heard  his  talk  and — (HANDS  whistles)  So — you've 
signalled  for  him — Shiver  my  timbers — but  you'll 
pay  for  that.  (Springs  at  HANDS  and  they  struggle 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  49 

pantingly  without  words.  As  they  do  so,  JIM,  who 
has  been  in  the  rigging  but  up  so  high  that  he  is 
out  of  sight,  now  comes  slowly  down.  It  is  evi- 
dent that  he  has  heard  and  nozv  he  watches  the 
fight.  He  comes  slyly  dozvn  and  'r  making  toivard 
the  cabin  as  if  to  go  to  till  the  CAPTAIN,  when  he  is 
startled  by  someone  approaching.  In  fright  he 
turns  to  hide.  He  sees  the  apple-barrel  and  jumps 
into  it  as  MERRY  comes  rushing  in) 

MERRY.  (Trying  to  separate  the  men)  Here — 
Black  Dog — Hands. 

(SILVER  and  the  rest  of  the  men  come  rushing  on 
deck.) 

SILVER.    What's  all  this — Put  up  those  knives ! 

MERRY.  I  found  these  two  trying  to  carve  each 
other  up.  (The  men  are  pulled  apart.  HANDS  L. 
and  BLACK  DOG  c.) 

HANDS.    I  caught  him  making  for  the  cabin. 

SILVER.  (To  BLACK  DOG)  You  heard  my 
orders 

BLACK  DOG.     The  men  are  back  of  me  in  this 


SILVER.  Are  they?  Well;  who's  Cap'n  here,  I|d 
like  to  know.  By  thunder  I'll  show  you — the  whole 
pack  of  you — Give  me  that  knife — Give  it  to  me — 
(BLACK  DOG  gives  up  his  knife  and  SILVER  turns  to 
HANDS)  Here,  Hands,  I  place  him  in  your  charge 
— at  the  first  word — the  first  sign — you  kill  him. 
Understand — kill  him. 

BLACK  DOG.  (As  he  goes  off  with  HANDS)  I'll 
pay  you  for  this,  Long  John — If  he  touches  me  I'll 
tear  him  to  pieces.  (Out  L.) 

(SILVER  turns  to  the  men  who  are  in  groups.) 

MORGAN.     (R  c.)     John,  John — we  want  to 

SILVER.      (Stopping    him)      Wait.      (Indicates 


SO  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

cabin  and  the  men  look  stealthily  to  see  if  anyone  is 
about) 

MORGAN.    (R.)    All  clear 

(Others  murmur  the  same  or  " no  one  here" — etc.) 

SILVER.    Now  then — out  with  it. 

MORGAN.  We  men  want  to  know  how  long  we're 
going  to  hold  off  ? 

SILVER.  By  the  powers  till  the  last  minute  I  can 
manage — (As  the  men  make  an  angry  start) 
They've  got  that  chart  and  until  we  have  it — we 
make  no  move 

MERRY.  And  didn't  we  see  it  this  very  night  here 
in  their'hands.  If  you  had  let  us  at  'em  then 

SILVER.  And  you  think  they'll  sit  still  and  let 
you  cut  their  throats  while  doing  it,  eh? 

DIRK.    We're  nineteen  to  six  and 

MERRY.    We've  taken  a  vote. 

SILVER.    Oh,  have  you  now  ? 

MERRY.    We  know  our  rights,  Long  John. 

SILVER.    Another  word,  George  Merry,  and 

MERRY.  Fo'c's'le  council,  Long  John.  Them's 
rules — rules 

SILVER.  Rules  is  it — I'll  show  ye  rules — you'll 
have  all  the  rules  you  want — (Sounds  of  fighting 
in  foc'sle.  Stops  suddenly)  What's  that? 

ANDERSON.    It's  Hands  and  Black  Dog 

SILVER.  Stop  'em — stop  'em,  quick.  Below  with 
you  all.  Quick.  Here  comes  the  Doctor.  If  the 
Squire  hears  that  rumpus  we'll  be  ditched.  Quick. 
Don't  let  them  see  anything. 

(As  the  men  rush  out  DR.  LIVESEY  and  SQUIRE  and 
SMOLLETT  come  in.) 

SMOLLETT.    What  was  that  noise,  Silver? 
SILVER.      (Innocently)      Noise,    sir?      I    didn't 
notice   anything.      If   {here's   anything   wrong   I'll 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  51 

soon  settle  it — you  can  trust  me,  sir.     (Goes  out 
quickly) 

SQUIRE.  Of  course  I  trust  you.  It's  only  ridicu- 
lous trouble-seekers  who  do  not.  It's 

JIM.  You're  wrong,  sir — (Turns  to  DR. 
LIVESEY)  Oh,  sir,  I  have  been  in  there  and  I 
heard — it's  mutiny,  sir — and  talk  about  treasure 
and  falling  on  us  to  get  our  chart — sir 

SQUIRE.    What's  that? 

JIM.  Yes,  it's  Silver,  sir — He's  the  sea-faring 
man  with  one  leg  that  sailed  with  Flint — they  are 
pirates — Flint's  crew — they  know  what  we  were 
after — and  they've  used  us — to  get  their  ship  and 
sail  it  for  them  to  the  very  treasure  place 

SMOLLETT.  That's  it!  That  explains  every- 
thing— (Turns  on  SQUIRE)  Squire,  you  trusted 
(Crosses  to  L.  c.)  Silver 

SQUIRE.    I  did. 

SMOLLETT.    And  Silver  got  it  from  you 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (To  SQUIRE)  Are  you  convinced 
now,  Squire? 

SQUIRE.  Captain,  you  were  right.  I  was  wrong. 
I  own  myself  an  ass  and  await  orders. 

SMOLLETT.  (To  JIM)  Did  you  here  anything 
of  their  plans 

JIM.  They're  arguing  down  there  now.  The 
men  are  all  for  attack — but  Silver  is  all  for  holding 
them  back.  If  he  only 

SMOLLETT.  If  he  only  could.  How  many  men 
can  we  count  on  ? 

JIM.    They  said  they  were  nineteen  to  six. 

SMOLLETT.  Six — that  must  be  Rudruth — Joyce 
— Hunter  and  ourselves. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Then  there  are  some  who  are 
doubtful 

SMOLLET.  Well,  count  on  six — Ammunition  and 
arms  with  us.  By  Gad,  if  Silver  can  only  hold  them 
off — if  we  can  get  a  little  time.  This  ship  needs 
water.  Without  it,  she  can't  sail — Now,  according 


52  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

to  your  chart,  there  is  just  one  place  on  that  Island 
where  water  can  be  had — The  stockade.  Now  if 
we  can  make  the  stockade  with  our  arms  and 
provisions,  by  heaven,  sir,  they'd  have  to  come  to 
us — if  we  could  only  hold  them  off  for  a  time — 
(JOYCE  rushes  in)  -How  now,  Joyce? 

(JOYCE  by  door.) 

JOYCE.  Begging  your  pardon,  sir,  but  there's 
things  come  over  that  crew 

SMOLLETT.    Go  on ! 

JOYCE.  First  they  tried  to  make  Redruth  and 
Hunter  and  me  join  'em  and  when  we  refused  they 
shut  themselves  in  a  corner  by  themselves 

S  M  OLLETT.    Well  ? 

JOYCE.  I  stole  back  and  listened — it's  all  about 
a  chart,  sir — and  they're  coming  to  demand  it. 

SQUIRE.    Good  Lord ! 

JOVCE.  Silver's  been  trying  to  hold  'em  back,  sir 
-•-but — I'm  afraid  if  they  don't  get  it,  sir — why — 
it's  mutiny,  sir — and — death. 

SQUIRE.    What  shall  we  do?    Captain  Smollett? 

JIM.  I  beg  your  pardon,  sir.  You  say  it's  time 
you  want. 

SMOLLETT.    Yes — yes 

JIM.  Well,  then,  why  not  give  them  the  map, 
sir? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    What? 

JIM.  They  think  the  map  that  Captain  Smollett 
has  to  sail  the  ship  by  is  the  right  one — Couldn't 
we  give  them  that? 

SMOLLETT.  Jim,  I  think  you've  hit  it.  (Turns  to 
SQUIRE)  That  map  you  gave  me  was  a  true  one 
except  for  the  crosses  where  the  treasure  is  buried. 

SQUIRE.     It  was. 

SMOLLETT.  Jim,  you'll  find  that  chart  down  in 
my  cabin — take  it — put  some  crosses  on — put  th,em 
anywhere — Understand  •? 


TREASURE  ISLAND. 


53 


JIM.    Yes,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Then  bring  it  up  here  and  slip  it  into 
the  Squire's  hand — Hurry.  (JiM  rushes  out) 

DR.  LIVESEY.     I  believe  the  lad  has  solved  it. 

SMOLLETT.  (Turns  to  DR.  LIVESEY  and  SQUIRE) 
Now,  in  case  this  comes  to  an  issue,  are  you  gentle- 
men willing  to  fight  them? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    To  the  last,  sir 

SQUIRE.    Aye,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Very  well.  Have  your  pistols 
primed. 

SQUIRE.    They  are,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    And  mine,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Joyce,  as  soon  as  those  men  come 
from  below  take  all  the  muskets  and  load  them — 
drag  as  much  powder  and  shot  into  the  cabin  as  you 
can 

JOYCE.    Very  well,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Stand  there  on  guard.  Let  no  one 
touch  it. 

JOYCE.    Right,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  If  it  comes  to  a  fight,  we'll  fight  back 
to  the  cabin  and  the  ammunition — we've  got  a 
chance,  gentlemen — just  a  bare  chance — and  if  we 
don't  make  it,  we'll  sell  our  lives  dear — Steady  now ! 
Steady  all.  (The  pirates  led  by  SILVER  come  for- 
^vard  in  an  angry  group.  SILVER,  however,  is  ap- 
parently trying  to  cover  his  face  somewhat)  Well, 
my  men,  this  looks  like  a  deputation. 

SILVER.    It  is,  sir — a  deputation. 

SMOLLETT.     (Sternly)     Well,  what  is  it? 

SILVER.  (Hesitates)  These  men,  sir — these 
men,  sir,  have  been  hearing  rumors. 

SMOLLETT.    Rumors? 

SILVER.  Rumors,  sir,  as  how  this  ship  was  ««4cr 
scaled  orders — and  them  sealed  orders  are — tre*«- 
ure,  sir ! 

THE  MEN.    Aye,  aye — Treasure! 

SQUIRE.    And  who  told  you  tfcat? 


54  TREASURE  ISLAND. 


SILVER.    You  did,  sir 

SQUIRE.    I ! 

SILVER.  Aye,  sir.  Now,  such  things  getting  to 
the  ears  of  the  men  makes  them  sort  of  greedy,  sir 
— and 

SMOLLETT.  Do  you  mean  to  say,  that  this  is 
mutiny  ? 

SILVER.    You  can  call  it  what  you  want,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Why,  damme,  I'll  have  you  put  in 
irons — I'll 

SILVER.  (As  the  men  with  ugly  threats  go  to- 
ward SMOLLETT — speaks  to  SQUIRE)  I  think  you'd 
better  know,  sir — I've  counseled — peace — and  fair 
terms. 

SMOLLETT.    Well? 

SILVER.  (To  SQUIRE  always)  We  are  told  that 
you  have  a  certain  chart.  (The  CREW  draws  nearer 
in  a  threatening  manner)  With  certain  crosses  on 
it — we  want  that  chart. 

SQUIRE.     Silver,  I've  trusted  you. 

SILVER.    The  chart,  sir — do  we  get  it — do  we? 

SMOLLETT.  (As  SQUIRE  goes  to  anstver)  Wait. 
Suppose  we  give  this  chart  to  you.  What  then? 

SILVER.    What  then  ? 

SMOLLETT.  Aye,  what  then?  What  happens  to 
us? 

SILVER.    Why — why — nothing,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    You  mean  you'll  not  harm  us? 

SILVER.    No 

SMOLLETT.    Your  solemn  promise  ? 

SILVER.    Solemn  promise. 

SMOLLETT.  (To  the  men)  You — you  mean — 
you  hear — you  give  your  word,  too?  (Cries  of 
aye,  aye)  Very  well,  then — much  as  I  think  you 
are  a  pack  of  scoundrels  and  hope  to  see  you  all 
hanged — (The  men  come  threateningly  at  him) 
Why — I  know  when  I'm  beaten — Squire,  get  the 
chart. 

SQUIRE.    Very  well: 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  .« 

SILVER.  (As  SQUIRE  starts  out}  Wait.  I'll 
send  a  man  with  you. 

SQUIRE.    No  need.     (Calls)    Jim! 

JIM.     (Without)     Yes,  sir? 

SQUIRE.  (Calls)  You  know  where  that  chart  is, 
Jim? 

JIM.     (Without)    Yes,  sir. 

SQUIRE.     (Calls)    Bring  it  here. 

JIM.     (Without)     In  a  jiffy,  sir. 

SILVER.  (As  the  men  press  fonvard)  Now 
then,  ready  with  the  boats,  men — quick — get  them 
ready — (As  men  get  to  "work  lowering  the  boats) 
I'll  stand  guard  and  watch — for  I  tell  you  I  can't 
trust  you,  Captain  Smollett. 

(SMOLLETT  down  L.) 

SMOLLETT.  Well,  I  can't  say  as  I  trust  you 
either,  Silver.  (As  JIM  comes  in  with  chart.  SIL- 
VER rushes  forward)  Wait !  Remember  your 
promise  ? 

SILVER.    Aye 

SMOLLETT.     Then  let  them  have  it,  Jim. 

(As  JI.M  gives  SILVER  the  map  all  the  men  with  a 
cry  spring  forward.) 

ARROW.    Now  then,  pals,  settle  with  them. 

SMOLLETT.  Back!  Back!  (SQUIRE,  and  DR. 
LIVESEY  and  SMOLLETT  all  draw  their  guns)  Your 
promise — by  heavens  gentlemen,  if  you  come  a  step 
farther 

SILVER.  (Turns  to  the  men)  Stop!  Stop!  I 
say!  You  fools,  you  blockheads- 


ARROW.    Well,  haven't  we  got  the  chart- 


SILVER.  That  was  Flint's  crew — I've  seen  Flint's 
ship  amuck  with  blood  and  fit  to  sink  with  gold — 
aye — gold  that's  buried  there — gold  that's  ours  by 
rights — belongs  to  us — who  have  sailed  with  Flint' 


56  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

— Flint  was  Cap'n — You  may  as  well  know.  I  was 
quartermaster.  (As  he  sees  the  men  again  threat- 
ening he  goes  closer  to  SMOLLETT  and  speaks  low} 
They're  a  rough  lot — there — it's  all  I  can  do  to  hold 
'em.  You'd  better  go  below — quick — go ! 

SMOLLETT.    I  warn  you! 

SILVER.  Go.  (As  soon  as  SMOLLETT  and 
SQUIRE  and  DOCTOR  go,  the  men  all  make  a  dash  as 
if  they  would  follow  them) 

MERRY.  Now  then,  men,  after  them — we'll  finish 
this  up. 

SILVER.    Wait ! 

MERRY.     Haven't  we  got  the  chart — haven't  we 

SILVER.    Yes — and  we  got  it  too  easy. 

MORGAN.    Too  easy 

SILVER.  It  don't  look  nat'ral — there's  something 
behind  it 

DIRK.    A  trick — maybe  a  wrong  chart. 

MERRY.  Then  we'll  find  out  soon  enough — 
Come,  lads — come  (Starts  R.,  all) 

JIM.    (Stepping  forward  L.)    Wait. 

(The  men,  surprised,  stop.) 

JIM.  It  was  I  got  the  chart  from  Billy  Bones.  I 
brought  it  from  the  Captain's  cabin — I  ought  to 
.know  whether  it's  the  right  one.  You  go  down 
there  and  attack  and  you'll  lose  everything — they're 
waiting  for  you — their  muskets  and  pistols  primed 
— they've  got  all  the  guns  and  ammunition — you  go 
and  you'll  lose  your  ship — your  chart  and  your  lives 

SILVER.  You  say  this  is  the  right  chart.  We'll 
let  you  risk  your  life  on't — I  mean  we'll  take  you 
along  as  a  hostage.  (As  JIM  starts)  That  makes 
you  start,  eh? 

JIM.     (Recovering  himself)    I'm  willing  to  go. 

SILVER.  Alright,  We'll  see.  (Calls  to  HANDS) 
Hands 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  57 

HANDS.     (R.  c.)     Aye — aye — sir 

SILVER.  (HANDS  and  O'BRIEN  come  forward) 
Hands — you  and  O'Brien  will  stay  here  to  watch 
the  ship.  At  the  first  sign  of  anything — you  fire 
and  tell  the  Squire  from  me  that  shot  from  this 
boat  will  be  a  signal  for  Hawkins'  death. 

JIM.  And  tell  the  Squire  from  me  that  Jim  Haw- 
kins isn't  afraid. 

SILVER.  In  with  him.  Toss  him  in — (As  they 
toss  him  in)  Now  then,  over  with  you  all — (As 
the  men  scramble  on  the  boats)  Push  them  off. 
(Gets  over  the  side  and  can  be  heard  calling) 
Away  with  them 

(There  are  shouts  and  cries  as  the  men  push  off. 
HANDS  and  O'BRIEN  croivd  the  rail,  staring 
after  the  boats.  Then  slowly  and  cautiously, 
with  muskets  raised,  there  come  upon  the  deck, 
SQUIRE,  SMOLLETT,  DR.  LIVESEY,  REDRUTH, 
HUNTER  and  JOYCE  and  GRAY.  When  HANDS 
and  O'BRIEN  turn  they  confront  the  muskets.) 

SMOLLETT.    Up  with  your  hands.    Up  with  them. 
HANDS.    What's  this  ? 
SMOLLETT.    Joyce,  take  away  their  guns. 
JOYCE.     (Going  to  men  and  taking  guns)     Yes, 
sir 


HANDS.     (Starting  to  lower  his  hands)    But 

SMOLLETT.    Up  with  them,  I  say 

HANDS.     Now,  I  warn  you — you  fire — you  just 
fire  one  shot  and  it  means  the  death  of  Hawkins 


DR.  LIVESEY.    What's  that? 

HANDS.  They've  taken  him  with  them.  I  was 
to  tell  you — that  the  first  shot  from  this  boat — is  a 
signal  for  his  death. 

DR.  LIVESEY,  JIM  and  SQUIRE.    What ! 

SMOLLETT.    Come,  Livesey,  to  the  boat. 

HANDS.    Where  are  you  going? 


58  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SMOLLETT.  Going!  By  all  the  stars  we're  going 
to  rescue  that  boy — you  men  did  just  what  we 
wanted  you  to — we've  tricked  you  and  we're  going 
to  fight  you  to  the  end — and  I  tell  you  this  much 
and  you  can  tell  Silver.  God  help  you  all  if  any- 
thing happens  to  that  boy. 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  III. 

SCENE  i : — In  front  of  BEN  GUNN'S  Cave. 
When  the  curtain  rises  the  stage  is  in  darkness. 
The  darkness  just  before  dazvn.  Then  gradu- 
ally the  light  comes  stealing  in,  turning  Hie 
black  to  gray  and  until  this  melts  into  tones  of 
early  dawn.  The  whole  reaching  a  sort  of 
climatic  effulgence  with  the  rise  of  the  sun. 
Birds  and  morning  fowl  are  heard  in  the  trees. 
The  whistle  of  insects  which  always  ushers  in 
daivn.  The  call  of  here'  and  there  an  animal. 
There  is  no  sign  of  anything  human.  The 
whole  atmosphere  of  the  scene  suggesting  a 
place  in  its  primal  beauty.  Then,  suddenly, 
when  the  sun  has  fully  risen  above  the  horizon, 
from  the  side  of  the  hill  which  was  here  steep 
and  stony  a  spout  of  gravel  is  dislodged  and 
falls  rattling  and  bounding  through  the  trees. 
The  next  instant  comes  half  creeping,  half  slid- 
ing from  his  cave,  BEN  GUNN,  almost  cannibal- 
like.  He  looks  about  hurriedly  and  then  reas- 
sured crawls  up  to  a  crevice  in  the  rocks  from 
which  there  trickles  a  small  stream  of  ivatcr. 
Lying  full  length  upon  the  ground  drinks. 
Then  of  a  sudden  he  starts  as  if  he  heard  some- 
thing. Again  re"assured,  he  again  stoops  to 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  59 

drink.  But  this  time  he  arises  hurriedly  and 
with  more  decision.  He  goes  quickly  to  the 
left  and  peers  through  the  trees.  Apparently 
seeing  no  one  he  goes  to  the  right  and  searches 
there.  Then  suddenly  with  a  half-smothered 
cry,  he  turns,  runs  up  back  and  hides.  JIM 
enters  almost  at  once.  For  a  moment  he  looks 
about  wonderingly.  He  seems  weary  and  tired 
and  he  is  about  to  go  on  when  suddenly  he 
catches  sight  of  BEN  GUNN  hiding.  All  alert 
nozv,  he  stops.  "  My  eyes  turned  instinctively 
in  that  direction  and  I  saw  a  figure  leap  with 
great  rapidity  behind  the  trunk  of  a  pine. 
What  it  was,  whether  a  bear,  or  man  or 
monkey,  I  could  in  nowise  tell.  It  seemed 
dark  and  shaggy.  More  I  knew  not.  But  the 
terror  of  this  new  apparition  brought  me  to 
a  stand.  I  was  now,  it  seemed,  cut  off  upon 
both  sides.  Behind  me  the  murderers,  before 
me  this  lurking  mondescript,  and  immediately 
I  began  to  prefer  the  dangers  I  knew  to  those 
I  knew  not.  SILVER  himself  appeared  less 
terrible  in  contrast  with  this  creature  of  the 
^voods  and  I  turned  on  my  heel,  looking  sharply 
behind  me  over  my  shoulder,  and  began  to  re- 
trace my  steps  in  the  direction  of  the  boats.  In- 
stantly the  figure  reappeared  and,  making  a 
wide  circle,  began  to  head  me  off.  I  zvas  tired, 
at  any  rate,  but  had  I  been  as  fresh  as  when  I 
arose,  I  could  see  it  was  in  vain  for  me  to  con- 
tend in  speed  with  such  an  advisory.  From 
trunk  to  trunk  the  creature  flitted  like  a  deer 
running  manlike  on  two  legs,  but  unlike  any 
man  that  I  had  ever  seen,  stooping  almost 
double  as  it  ran.  Yet  a  man  it  was.  I  could  no 
longer  be  in  doubt  about  that.  I  began  to  re- 
call what  I  had  heard  of  cannibals.  I  was 
within  an  ace  of  calling  for  help,  but  the  mere 
fact  that  he  was  a  man  hoivever  wild,  hqd. 


60  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

somewhat  reassured  me,  and  my  jVar  of  SILVER 
began  to  revive  in  proportion.  I  stood  still 
therefore  and  cast  about  fcr  some  method  of 
escape.  And  as  I  was  so  thinking  the  recollec- 
tion of  my  pistol  flashed  into  my  mind.  As  soon 
as  I  remembered  I  was  not  defenseless,  courage 
glowed  again  in  my  heart  and  I  set  my  face 
resolutely  for  this  man  of  the  island  and  walked 
briskly  toward  him.  He  was  concealed  by  tliis 
time  behind  another  tree  trunk,  but  he  must  have 
been  watching  me  closely  for  as  soon  as  I  be- 
gan to  move  in  his  direction  he  reappeared  and 
took  a  step  to  meet  me.  Then  he  hesitated, 
drew  back,  came  forward  again  and  at  last,  to 
my  wonder  and  confusion,  threw  himself  on 
his  knees  and  held  out  his  clasped  hands  in 
supplication." 

J.IM.    Who  are  you  ? 

GUNN.  Ben  Gunn — I'm  poor  Ben  Gunn,  I  am — 
and  I  haven't  spoke  with  a  Christian  these  three 
years. 

JIM.    Three  years? 

GUNN.    Aye — three  blessed  years 

JIM.    Shipwrecked  here? 

GUNN.    Nay,  make — marooned. 

JIM.  (Startled)  Marooned!  You  mean — put 
here  purposely — and  left,  alone — to  live  or  die 

GUNN.  Aye,  mate,  marooned — three  years 
agone — and  lived  on  goats  since  then  and  berries 
and  oysters.  Wherever  man  is,  says  I,  man  can  do 
for  hissel.  But,  mate,  my  heart  is  more  for  Chris- 
tian diet.  (Confidentially,  stepped  to  JIM)  Now, 
you  mightn't  have  a  piece  of  cheese  about  you,  eh? 
(JiM  shakes  head)  No?  Well — ah!  Many's  the 
long  night  I've  dreamed  of  cheese — toasted — mostly 
and  wake  up  again  and  here  I  were. 

JIM.  If  I  get  on  board  again  you  shall  have  it 
by  the  ton. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  61 

GUNN.    If  ever  ye  get  on  board  again,  says  you  ? 
(Looking  toward  sea) 
JIM.    Yes. 
GUNN.     (Eagerly)     Why  now,  who's  to  hinder 


you 


JIM.  (Noticing  GUNN'S  manner  and  putting  on 
a  show  of  bravery)  Not  you,  I  know. 

GUNN.  Right  you  was.  Now  you — what  do  you 
call  yourself,  mate? 

JIM.    Jim. 

GUNN.  Jim — Jim — (Suddenly  takes  hold  of 
JIM'S  clothing.  As  JIM  draws  back  half  afraid) 
There — there,  now,  don't  you  be  afraid  of  Ben 
Gunn — 

JIM.     I'm  not  afraid. 

GUNN.  .That's  right — I've  lived  that  rough  you'd 
be  ashamed  to  hear — just  look  at  these — (indicates 
his  clothing)  Rags!  Tatters!  Pieces  of  old 
ship's  canvas  and  bits  of  old  sea  cloth — All  held 
together  with  brass  buttons  and  bits  of  stick  and 
loops  of  tarry  gaskin — Now — you  look  at  me — • 
you'd  never  think  I  had  a  pious  mother.  Would 


you,  now 


JIM.    Why — no — not  particularly. 

GUNN.  Ah,  well,  I  had — remarkable  pious. 
And  I  was  a  civil  pious  boy  and  could  rattle  off  my 
catechism  that  fast  as  you  couldn't  tell  one  word 
from  another — fact — and  here's  what  it  came  to, 
Jim.  (Points  about  the  island)  And  it  began  with 
chuck- fathen  in  a  cemetery  on  the  blessed  graves- 
stones.  That's  what  it  begun  with,  but  it  went 
farther'n  that;  and  so  my  mother  told  me  and 
predicted  the  whole,  she  did,  the  pious  woman. 

JIM.    But  how  did  you  get  here? 

GUNN.  It  were  Providence  that  put  me  here. 
I've  thought  it  all  out  on  this  here  lonely  island 
and  I'm  back  on  piety.  You  don't  catch  me  tasting 
rum  so  much  but  just  a  thimble-full  for  luck,  of 
course,  the  first  chance  I  get — I'm  bound  I'll  be 


62  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

good  and — (Takes  him  by  the  arm)  I  see  the  way 
to.  {Confidentially  and  looking  about)  And,  Jim 
— I'm  rich. 

JIM.  (Starting  and  trying  to  draw  atvay)  Rich 
— you — why 

GUNN.    Rich !    Rich !    I  says 

JIM.    But 

GUNN.  And  I'll  tell  you  what ;  I'll  make  a  man 
of  you,  Jim.  You'll  bless  your  stars,  you  will ;  you 
was  the  first  that  found  me  and — (Suddenly  with 
great  change  and  intensity)  Now,  Jim,  you  tell  me 
true 

JIM.    Tell  you  what? 

GUNN.  That  ain't  Flint's  ship  out  there!  It 
ain't ! 

JIM.    No.    And  Flint  is  dead. 

GUNN.     (With  evident  relief}    Ah 

JIM.  But  I'll  tell  you  true  as  you  ask  me ;  there 
are  some  of  Flint's  hands  aboard — worse  luck  foi 
the  rest  of  us. 

GUNN.  (Eagerly)  Not  a  man — with  one — 
leg? 

JIM.    Silver? 

GUNN.    Aye — Silver 

JIM.    He's  cook  and  ring-leader,  too. 

GUNN.  (Anxiously)  If  you  was  sent  by  Long 
John  I'm  as  good  as  pork  and  I  know  it 

JIM.    I'm  not  sent  by  Silver. 

GUNN.  Now,  tell  me  true,  Jim — you  tell  me 
true 

JIM.  I'm  running  from  him — He  and  his  hands 
mutinied  on  us 

GUNN.    On  who,  mate? 

JIM.  Squire  Trelawney — and  Captain  Smollett 
and  Dr.  Livesey 

GUNN.    Mutinied,  you  say-,  Jim? 

JIM.  Yes.  We  had  come  on  that  ship  to  look 
for  Flint's  treasure. 

GUNN.    (Startled)  ^  Eh?    (Crosses  to  cave) 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  63 

JIM.    We  had  Flint's  map 

GUNN.  Flint's  fist!  And  where  did  you  get 
that?  (Crosses  to  JIM  c.) 

JIM.    I  got  it — from  Bill  Bones — when  he  died. 

GUNN.     Billy  Bones  dead,  too'! 

JIM.  I  gave  it  to  the  squire.  Somehow,  Silver 
got  wind  of  it — he  managed  to  deceive  the  Squire 
by  appearing  kindly  and 

GUNN.  Aye,  that  would  be  Silver's  way — There 
was  Flint — Barring  rum,  his  match  was  never  seen. 
He  were  afraid  of  none — not  he;  on'y  Silver — 
Silver  was  that  genteel 

JIM.  Well,  last  night  they  made  a  demand  for 
the  map.  The  Squire  was  in  a  hard  way  and  gave 
it  to  them 

GUNN.    Flint's  fist? 

JIM.    No,  a  false  map. 

GUNN.    Oho!    Not  the  right  one. 

JIM.  No,  but  I  think  Silver  suspected — he  made 
me  come  along  with  them — as  soon  as  the  boats 
grounded,  I  jumped — then  I  ran  with  all  my  might 
through  the  woods.  All  night,  I  wandered  about— 
until  I  found  you.  And  now,  sir,  since  I've  told 
you,  won't  you  help  me  get  back  to  my  friends? 
Won't  you,  please  ? 

GUNN.  (Knowingly)  So,  your  Squire  gave  'em 
a  false  map  and  kept  the  real  one?  (Sits  on  rock) 

JIM.     Yes. 

GUNN.    That's  a  good  'un. 

(As  GUNN  starts  to  laugh.) 

JIM.    What — what  is  it? 

GUNN.  You're  all  in  a  clove  hitch,  ain't  you? 
All  in  a  clove  hitch  ! 

JIM.    You  will  help  me,  won't  you  ? 

GUNN.  (Grozving  serious)  You  just  put  your 
trust  in  Ben  Gunn.  Ben  Gunn's  the  man  to  do  it. 

JIM.  Then  you'll  send  me  back — (GuNN 
beckons  JIM.  JIM  sits  R.  of  GUNN) 


64  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

GUNN.  Would  you  think  it  likely  now  your 
Squire  would  prove  liberally  minded  in  case  of  help 
— him  being  in  a  clove  hitch. 

JIM.    Oh,  I'm  sure  he  would. 

GUNN.  Aye,  but  you  see  I  didn't  mean  giving 
me  a  gate  to  keep  and  a  suit  of  livery  clothes  and 
such;  that's  not  my  Mark,  Jim — (As  JIM  starts  to 
r-eply}  What  I  mean  is  would  he  likely  come  down 
to  the  toon  of,  say,  one  thousand  pounds  out  of 
money  that's  as  good  as  a  man's  own  already  ? 

JIM.  You  can  count  on  it — all  the  hands  were  to 
share 

GUNN.  And  a  passage  home?  And  a  passage 
home? 

JIM.    The  Squire's  a  gentleman 

GUNN.  A  gentleman  born,  not  a  gentleman  of 
fortune,  eh,  Jim? 

JIM.  Of  course.  Besides,  if  we  get  rid  of  the 
others,  we  should  want  you  to  help  work  the  vessel 
home 

GUNN.    Aye,  so  you  would.     (Crosses  down  L.) 

JIM.  And  now,  will  you  tell  me  how  to  get  back 
to  my  friends — will  you  ? 

GUNN.    So  much  I'll  tell  you,  and  no  more 

JIM.    Yes? 

GUNN.  I  were  in  Flint's  ship  when  he  buried 
the  treasure. 

JIM.    You ! 

GUNN.  He  and  six  along — six  strong  seamen. 
They  was  ashore  nigh  on  a  week  and  us  waitin'  in 
the  bay  in  the  old  Walrus.  One  day  up  went  the 
signal  and  here  come  Flint,  his  head  done  up  in  a 
blue  scarf — in  a  little  boat — and  all  by  himself. 

JIM.    By  himself — but  the  others  ? 

GUNN.  The  sun  was  up  and  mortal  white  he 
looked  about  the  cutwater.  But  there  he  was,  you 
mind,  and  the  six  all  dead — dead  and  buried.  How 
he  done  it,  not  a  man  aboard  us  could  make  out. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  65 

It  was  battle,  murder,  and  sudden  death — him 
against  six. 

JIM.    He  killed  them  all  ? 

GUNN.  Aye — Billy  Bones  was  mate ;  Long  John, 
he  was  quartermaster ;  and  they  asked  him  where 
the  treasure  was — "  Ah,"  says  he  "  You  can  go 
ashore  if  you  like  and  stay.  But  as  for  the  ship, 
she'll  beat  up  for  more,  by  thunder."  That's  what 
he  said. 

JIM.    But  then — how — how  did  you  come  here? 

BUNN.  I  was  in  another  ship  three  years  back 
and  we  sighted  this  island ;  "  Boys  "  said  I,"  here's 
Flint's  treasure ;  let's  land  and  find  it."  The  Cap'n 
was  displeased  at  that  but  my  messmates  were  all 
of  one  mind.  Twelve  days  they  looked  for  it  and 
every  day  they  had  a  worse  word  for  me  until  one 
fine  morning  all  hands  went  aboard.  "  As  for  you, 
Benjamin  Gunn,"  says  they,  "  here's  a  musket," 
they  says,  "  and  a  spade  and  pickaxe.  You  stay 
here  and  find  Flint's  money  for  yourself,"  they 
says. 

JIM.    Marooned  you! 

GUNN.  Well,  Jim,  three  years  I've  been  here 
and  not  a  bite  of  Christian  diet  from  that  day  to 
this.  But  now,  look  here — look  at  me 

JIM.    Well? 

GUNN.  Do  I  look  like  a  man  before  the  mast? 
Do  I? 

JIM.    No. 

GUNN.  No,  says  you — Nor  I  weren't  neither, 
says  I. 

JIM.    But  then 

GUNN.  Just  you  mention  them  words  to  your 
Squire — nor  he  weren't  neither — that's  the  word. 

JIM.    But  I  don't  understand. 

GUNN.  {With  more  and  more  significance) 
Three  years  I  were  the  man  of  this  island  ;  light  and 
dark,  fair  and  rain,  and  sometimes  I  would,  maybe, 
think  upon  a  prayer,  says  you — a«d  sometimes  I 


66  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

would,  maybe,  think  of  my  old  mother,  so  be  as 
she's  alive.  You'll  say — but  the  most  part  of 
Gunn's  time — this  is  what  you'll  say — the  most  part 
of  his  time  was  took  up  with  another  matter — and 

then  you'll  give  him  a  nip — like  I  do (Pinches 

JIM  in  the  ribs) 

JIM.    What  do  you  mean? 

GUNN.  Then  you'll  up  and  you'll  say  this: 
Gunn's  a  good  man — you'll  say  and  he  puts  a  preci- 
ous sight  more  confidence — a  precious  sight  mind 
you — in  a  gen'lman  born  than  in  these  gen'lmen  of 
fortune — having  been  one  himself.  (Spits) 

JIM.  I  don't  understand  a  word  you're  saying- 
but  how  on  earth  am  I  to  tell  these  things  to  the 
Squire — if  I  can't  get  aboard? 

GUNN.    Ah,  there's  the  hitch  for  sure. 

JIM.    Can't  you  help  me  someway — can't  you? 

GUNN.  Aye,  lad — you  put  your  trust  in  Ben 
Gunn. 

JIM.  (Eagerly)  Then,  will  you?  Will  you 
help  m? 

GUNN.  Aye — (Crosses  to  boat  R.  c.  up.  Points 
to  his  boat)  There's  my  boat — I  made  it  with  my 
two  hands. 

JIM.    You'll  let  me  take  it  ? 

GUNN.    Aye,  lad.    You  may  take  it 

JIM.  And  you'll  come,  too.  You'll  help  me 
reach  the  boat? 

GUNN.  Nay,  lad — not  Ben  Gunn — but  you  can 
have  the  coracle 

JIM.  Then,  I'll  go  alone — Here,  help  me  launch 
it.  (As  he  starts  to  push  out  the  boat,  there  is 
heard  a  salvo  of  shots)  What — what  was  that? 
(Crosses  to  Rock  c.) 

GUNN.    Shots ! 

JIM.  Then  they've  b*gun  the  fight  ak«atdy — 
wk»t  skftM  I  do  now? 

GUNN.    Wait.     (Crmvtt  *f  tke  side  of  rock  and 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  67 

peers  anxiously  in  the  distance)  That  wasn't  from 
the  boat 

JIM.     Where  then? 

GUNN.  (Up  on  rock)  Wait!  (Suddenly  he 
utters  a  cry) 

JIM.    What  is  it? 

GUNN.  (Excitedly.  Looks  off  R.)  Look — look 
— there — what  do  you  see  ? 

JIM.    The  Union  Jack. 

GUNN.  Aye,  lad,  the  Union  Jack,  flying  over  the 
old  stockade  as  was  made  years  and  years  ago  by 
Flint — there  are  your  friends,  Jim. 

JIM.    More  like  the  mutineers. 

GUNN.  No,  Silver  would  fly  the  Jolly  Roger, 
you  don't  make  no  doubt  of  that.  No,  that's  your 
friends.  There's  been  blows  and  I  reckon  your 
friend  has  had  the  best  of  it. 

JIM.  Then  come — come — quick.  (Down  from 
rock  to  c.) 

GUNN.  (Follows,  holding  JIM  back)  Nay, 
mate,  Ben  Gunn  is  fly.  Rum  wouldn't  bring  me 
there  where  you're  going — not  rum  wouldn't,  till  I 
see  your  born  gen'lman  and  gets  it  on  his  word  of 
honor. 

JIM.    Then  let  me  go. 

GUNN.  (Still  holding  JIM)  You  won't  forget 
my  words 

JIM.    No — no 

GUNN.  "  A  precious  sight — that's  what  you'll 
say — a  precious  sight  more  confidence  "  and  then 
nips  him,  eh  ? 

JIM.     (Always  trying  to  get  away)     Yes — yes 

GUNN.  And  when  Ben  Gunn's  wanted  you  know 
where  to  find  him,  Jim  ? 

JIM.     No — where? 

GUNN.  Just  where  you  found  him  to-day;  and 
him  that  comes  is  to  have  a  white  thing  in  his  hand 
and  he's  to  come  alone — you — understand?  eh? 


68  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

JIM.  Yes.  I  think  so — you  have  something  to 
propose  and  you  wish  to  see  the  Squire  or  the 
Doctor — here — is  that  it? 

GUNN.  And  when,  says  you — Why,  from  noon 
observation  to  about  six  bells. 

JIM.    Good.    Now  may  I  go? 

GUNN.    You  won't  forget? 

JIM.    No — no 

GUNN.  Precious  sight  and  reasons  of  his  own, 
says  you.  Reasons  of  his  own — that's  the  main- 
stay. 

JIM.     Yes — yes — now,  please — please 

GUNN.  And,  Jim.  if  you  was  to  see  Silver  you 
wouldn't  go  to  sell  Ben  Gunn?  Wild  horses 
wouldn't  draw  it  from  you? 

JIM.    No — no — I  swear  it. 

GUNN.  Well,  then,  I  reckon  you  can  go — (Lets 
him  go  and  JIM  darts  away.  GUNN  calls  after  him) 
Remember  "  precious  sight — and  reasons  of  his 
own"  (Turns  to  his  own  cave)  If  them  pirates 
camp  ashore — there'll  be  widders  in  the  morning. 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  III. 

SCENE  2: — The  Stockade.  Upon  three  sides, 
ivherever  visible,  high  walls,  of  rude  planks, 
spike-shaped  at  top.  At  Center  and  Back  the 
front  of  a  log-house,  with  porch  and  door. 
Back  of  house  tall,  large  trees.  At  L.  2  a 
wooden  gate  with  wooden  bar  to  fasten  it.  At 
several  places  about  the  walls,  peek-holes  and 
gun-rests.  At  center  of  stage,  a  sawed-off  log 
which  serves  as  a  table,  with  other  smaller  logs 
which  are  used  as  seats.  The  floor  is  covered 
with  sand.  When  Curtain  goes  up,  GRAY, 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  6g 

HUNTER,  REDRUTH,  JOYCE  are  stationed  at 
different  sides  each  ^vith  gun  to  his  shoulder, 
and  each  peering  through  a  peek-hole.  On  the 
table  in  the  center,  stands  CAPTAIN  SMOLLETT, 
an  old-fashioned  spy-glass  to  his  eye.  Beside 
him  stand  DR.  LIVESEY  and  the  SQUIRE.  Be- 
fore  the  curtain  rises  there  is  heard  the  report 
of  a  cannon,  fired  at  intervals.  When  the  cur- 
tain rises  reports  continue. 

SMOLLETT.  Blaze  away — blaze  away.  That's 
right — you've  little  enough  powder  left. 

SQUIRE.  (Draws  DR.  LIVESEY  aside)  We're 
beaten,  doctor.  They  have  us  here  like  rats  in  a 
trap. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  And  Hawkins — the  lad  was  like 
one  of  my  own. 

SQUIRE.  They've  got  us.  We've  got  to  give  in — 
Captain  Smollett — we're  come  to  the  end. 

SMOLLETT.  (Drops  glass,  surprised)  What's 
that. 

SQUIRE.  I  am  responsible  for  these  men  here — 
I  can't  see  them  murdered — I'm  willing  to  do  any- 
thing. 

SMOLLETT.  Well,  I'm  not — and  I  don't  think 
these  men  are,  either. 

SQUIRE.    What's  that  ? 

SMOLLETT.  (Crosses  L.)  My  lads,  you  heard 
what  the  Squire  said — now  then,  what  do  you  say 
— Shall  we  give  up  or  stand  here  and  fight  like 
Englishmen 

OMNES.    Fight!    To  the  end,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  (To  SQUIRE)  You  see  I  knew  I 
could  count  on  'em — and  now  I  tell  you — we're  not 
beaten  yet — There's  still  a  chance — For  the  last 
half  hour  I've  looked  at  that  ship — and  only  two 
have  I  seen  aboard  her. 

SQUIRE.    Well. 

SMOLLETT.    As  soon  as  it  grows  dark,  one  or  two 


70  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

of  us  will  creep  down  to  the  beach,  row  out  and  cut 
that  ship  adrift. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Yes,  but  how  about  the  rest  of  that 
crew  of  pirates — not  a  sound  have  we  heard  from 
them  the  last  hour. 

SMOLLETT.  That's  what  I  mean  to  find  out.  I 
must  know  at  once  where  the  enemy  is — and  what 
he  is  planning — In  short  I  need  volunteers  to  recon- 
noiter. 

(GRAY  and  HUNTER  step  up  at  once.) 

GRAY.    We'll  go,  sir. 

SQUIRE.  Wait — Before  you  offer  I  want  you  to 
know  the  risk — It's  life  or  death. 

HUNTER.    We're  ready,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Keep  to  the  left  and  under  cover  as 
much  as  possible — try  for  the  woods. 

GRAY.    Right,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  (To  JOYCE  at  peek-hole)  All  clear, 
Joyce  ? 

JOYCE.    Yes,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    Off  with  you,  then 

SQUIRE.  (Standing  in  front  of  gate)  If  you  men 
succeed,  we'll  owe  you  our  lives — I'll  remember  it. 

SMOLLETT.  (Standing  in  front  of  gate.  HUNTER 
and  GRAY  exit)  Careful,  now — I  tell  you  if  we  can 
do  this  we'll  turn  a  trick  on  them 

(Another  cannon  shot  booms  out.) 

SQUIRE.  Captain,  it  seems  to  me  it's  our  flag 
they're  aiming  at — Wouldn't  it  be  wiser  to  take  it 
in? 

SMOLLETT.     Strike  my  colors !    No,  sir,  not  I ! 

SQUIRE.  We  shall  have  to  do  it  sooner  or  later — 
we're  outnumbered  three  to  one — beaten  in  every 
way.  I'm  willing  to  give  them  that  chart  if  they'll 
return  young  Hawkins'to  us  and  let  us  go. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  71 

DR.  LIVESEY.  And  I,  Captain  Smollett.  I'd  see 
the  whole  treasure  in  Davy  Jones'  locker  rather  than 
any  harm  should  come  to  Jhv 

(Several  pistol  shots  ring  out.    There  is  a  cry  and  a 
call. ) 

JOYCE.     (Excitedly}     Hunter  and  Gray,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.    What? 

SQUIRE.  (Who  has  rushed  up  excitedly) 
Hunter's  wounded. 

SMOLLETT.  The  gates — quick.  (They  open  the 
gates.  Exclamations  ad  lib.  HUNTER  supported  by 
GRAY  enters.  HUNTER  is  badly  zvounded.  The 
DOCTOR  immediately  rushes  to  him.  SMOLLETT 
speaks  to  GRAY)  Well?  Well? 

GRAY.  They're  all  in  the  woods  there — on  every 
side — I  got  one  of  'em  I  think. 

SMOLLETT.  In  your  places.  (The  DOCTOR 
LIVESEY  who  is  bending  over  HUNTER)  Is  he  badly 
hurt,  Dr.  Livesey? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Yes — very. 

HUNTER.  (As  he  takes  the  water)  Be  I  going, 
doctor  ? 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Tom — my  man — you're  going 
home. 

HUNTER.    I  wish  I  had  had  a  lick  at  'em  first. 

SQUIRE.     (Bends  over  TOM)     Tom — Tom 

HUNTER.     Yes,  sir? 

SQUIRE.  Say  you  forgive  me,  Tom — for  bringing 
you  along. 

HUNTER.    Would  that  be  respectful,  sir  ? 

SQUIRE.     Aye — do  Tom. 

HUNTER.  Alright.  Howso  ever  it  be — so  be 
it — amen.  (Falls  back) 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Here,  Gray — give  me  a  hand — 
we'll  carry  him  in. 

(GRAY  and  DR.  LIVESEY  carry  in  HUNTER.) 


72  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SQUIRE.  And  it's  my  fault — all  my  fault  for 
bringing  him. 

SMOLLETT.  No  time  for  that  now,  sir.  Those 
men  out  there  are  planning  an  attack — that's  it — 
waiting  to  creep  up  in  the  dusk. 

SQUIRE.    All  the  better  for  us 

SMOLLETT.  If  we  win — yes — if  not — (GRAY  and 
DR.  LIVESEY  return.  To  DR.  LIVESEY)  Well? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    He's  gone,  sir. 

SQUIRE.    Poor  lad — poor  lad 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Aye — and  how  about  the  lad  out 
there — with  them. 

SMOLLETT.  We'll  know  that  very  soon  or  I  miss 
my  guess. 

SILVER.    Ahoy ! 

SMOLLETT.  Those  blackguards  out  there  will  not 
catch  us  unprepared;  we're  ready  for  them  when 
they  come. 

SILVER.    Ahoy ! 

SMOLLETT.    What's  that?    Listen  1 

VOICE.  (Without)  Log-house,  ahoy!  Log- 
house,  ahoy! 

(They  all  rush  to  the  peek-holes  and  peer  out.) 

SMOLLETT.    Silver  as  I  live. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    With  a  flag  of  true. 

SQUIRE.    What  do  you  suppose 

SMOLLETT.  Some  trick — they  know  we've  dis- 
covered their  presence — (Then  turns  to  men)  All 
stand  ready  and  watch — (The  men  take  their  places 
about  the  stockade  and  peer  out  through  the  peek- 
holes)  Gray,  stand  by  those  gates.  (GRAY  takes 
his  place  at  the  gates)  Wait  till  I  give  the  word. 

SILVER.     (Without)    Ahoy!    Log-house  ahoy! 

SMOLLETT.    Who  goes?    Stand  or  we  fire! 

SILVER.     (Without)    Flag  of  truce! 

SMOLLETT.  (Calls  to  SILVER)  What  do  you 
want  with  your  flag  of  truce? 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  73 

SILVER.  (Without)  Captain  Silver,  come  aboard 
to  make  terms. 

SQUIRE.    What  ? 

SMOLLETT.  Easy!  (To  SQUIRE)  It's  a  trick  I 
tell  you — (To  SILVER)  You  come  alone? 

SILVER.     (Without)    Alone. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (Low  to  SMOLLETT  as  GRAY  opens 
the  gates)  Find  out  about  Hawkins — if  you  can. 
Agree  to  anything — make  any  terms  so  you  get  the 
boy 

(SMOLLETT  turns  as  SILVER  enters.) 

SILVER.  (As  gates  close  behind  him)  Flag  of 
truce — you  respect  a  flag  of  truce? 

SMOLLETT.  (Severely)  If  there's  any  treachery, 
Silver — it  will  be  on  your  side— and  the  Lord  help 
you! 

SILVER.  That's  enough,  Captain — a  word  from 
you's  enough.  (Looks  about)  Ah,  Squire,  the  top 
of  the  morning  to  you — Doctor,  here's  my  service. 

SMOLLETT.  (Severely)  If  you  have  anything  to 
say — better  say  it ! 

SILVER.  Right  you  are,  Cap'n  Smollett — Well, 
then  we're  willing  to  submit  if  we  can  come  to  terms 
and  no  bones  about  it. 

SQUIRE.    (Eagerly  and  joyfully)    What,  you 

SMOLLETT.  (To  SQUIRE)  Wait — (To  SILVER) 
What  terms? 

SILVER.  That  was  a  good  lay  of  yours  sending 
us  on  that  wild-goose  chase,  with  that  false  chart. 
It  was  a  clever  trick — to  get  us  out  of  the  way,  while 
you  reached  here — only 

SMOLLETT.     Well! 

SILVER.  It  won't  work  twice — I  suspected  you 
even  then — that's  why  I  took  Hawkins.  But  now, 
here  you  are — and  there's  your  ship  with  the  Jolly 
Roger  flying  at  her  mast-head — you  lost  most  of 
your  provisions  coming  here  and  I  know  just  about 
how  much  ammunition  you  got 


74  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SMOLLETT.    That's  our  affair. 

SILVER.  And  ours — (With  sudden  fierceness) 
We've  got  you,  I  tell  you,  and  you've  got  to  da 
what  I  say — We  want  that  treasure  and  we  want 
it  now.  That's  our  point. 

SMOLLETT.     Point  enough. 

SILVER.  You  want  your  lives  and  that's  your 
point.  Now,  you  give  us  that  chart  and  then  either 
you  come  aboard  along  with  us,  once  the  treasure 
is  shipped,  and  then  I'll  give  you  my  affy-davy,  upon 
my  word  of  honor,  to  clap  you  somewhere  safe 
ashore. 

SMOLLETT.  (Sarcastically)  Of  course  we  can 
trust  you  to  do  that? 

SILVER.  Well,  then,  if  that  ain't  to  your  fancy, 
some  of  my  hands  being  rough,  you  can  stay  here 
and  we'll  divide  stores  with  you,  and  I  give  you  my 
affy-davy,  as  before,  to  speak  the  first  ship  we  sight 
and  send  'em  here  to  pick  you  up.  Now,  you'll  own 
that's  talking.  (Turns  round  to  the  men)  I  hope 
all  hands  will  overhaul  my  words,  for  what  is  spoke 
to  one  is  spoke  to  all. 

SMOLLETT.    And  is  that  all? 

SILVER.  Every  last  word,  by  thunder.  Refuse 
and  you've  seen  the  last  of  me  but  musket-balls. 

SMOLLETT.  (Crosses  to  L.)  Then  hear  me,  if 
you'll  come  one  by  one — I'll  engage  to  clap  you  all 
in  irons. 

SILVER.     Oh 

SMOLLETT.    And  take  you  home  for  trial. 

SILVER.    You  will — will  you? 

SMOLLETT.  You  can't  find  that  treasure  with- 
out us — you  can't  work  that  ship  without  us 

SILVER.    Look  out,  I  warn  you! 

SMOLLETT.  You  need  us  more  than  we  need 
you 

SILVEK.  Oh,  we  do,  do  we  ?  Yo«  wouldn't  stand 
there  and  defy  me  if  we  »t*M  h*d  tfeat  boy.  If 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  75 

Hawkins  hadn't  got  away  I'd  have  you  on  your 
knees  fast  enough. 

DR.  LIVESEY.     Hawkins  safe?    Thank  God! 

SMOLLETT.  Now  bundle  out  of  this,  double  quick. 
I'll  put  a  bullet  in  your  back  when  next  me  meet. 

SILVER.     That's  your  last  word? 

SMOLLETT.     It  is. 

SILVER.  Alright,  my  men  are  waiting  for  me  to 
give  the  word.  You'll  hear  from  me  in  the  next 
five  minutes — I'll  stave  your  old  blockhouse  in  like 
a  rum  puncheon — (SMOLLETT  laughs  derisively) 
Laugh,  by  thunder,  laugh — before  a  quarter  of  an 
hour's  out,  you'll  laugh  on  the  other  side.  (Turns 
and  looks  at  the  men)  And  them  that  die'll  be  the 
lucky  ones.  (Stalks  out,  GRAY  closes  the  door  be- 
hind him) 

SMOLLETT.  (Turns  to  men)  Now  lads,  I've 
given  Silver  a  broadside — pitched  it  in  red  hot  on 
purpose  and  before  many  minutes  are  out,  as  he 
said,  we'll  be  boarded.  We're  outnumbered  but  we 
fight  in  shelter  and  I  believe  we  can  drub  'em — 
That's  why  I  put  it  on  so  thick — to  make  'em  fight 
— We  can  stand  anything  but  what  he  threatened — 
a  siege  or  being  marooned — so  let  them  come,  lads — 
let  them  come.  (They  all  turn  to  get  ready  most 
of  them  taking  off  their  coats)  Doctor,  you  take 
the  rear  there. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  (As  he  goes  to  his  position  in  the 
back)  Aye,  aye,  sir 

SMOLLETT.  Joyce,  the  south  side.  (JOYCE  takes 
his  position)  Mr.  Trelawney.  You  and  Gray  will 
take  the  North.  (JOYCE  fires)  What — what  was 
that? 

JOYCE.     Thought  I  saw  something 

SMOLLETT.  (Comes  up  and  looks  over  JOYCE'S 
shoulder)  Hit  him? 

JOYCE.    Don't  know,  sir. 

SMOLLETT.  Wait — easy  now — (Peers  out  in- 
tently) 


76  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

JOYCE.  There — in  the  trees  to  the  right — Don't 
you  see  something  moving 

SMOLLETT.  Yes — wait — he's  coming  nearer — get 
ready — now,  wait  till  he  gets  to  the  open,  now  then, 
ready  and — (Suddenly  stumbles  back)  Oh,  my 
God !— it's  Jim ! 

DR.  LIVESEY.     (Comes  rushing  up)    What? 

SMOLLETT.  Don't  call.  See — to  the  left — they're 
watching — now  ready,  Joyce — shout  to  the  left  when 
I  call — ready? 

JOYCE.     Ready. 

SMOLLETT.  On  the  gate,  Doctor.  (The  DOCTOR 
goes  to  the  gate  and  unbars  it)  Now  then — (Calls) 
Jim!  Come — come  now — come,  lad!  (To  JOYCE) 
Shoot — shoot  man!  ( JOYCE  shoots.  There  is  a 
rattle  of  musketry  from  the  outside  and  then  a  slight 
pause)  My  God — did  they  get  him — did  they? 

(JiM  comes  rushing  in.    The  DOCTOR  grabs  him  in 
his  arms.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Thank  God  you're  safe,  lad. 

JIM.    They  almost  got  me,  sir 

SQUIRE.    Where  have  you  been? 

DR.  LIVESEY.    How  did  you  escape  ? 

JIM.  I'll  explain  all  that  later,  sir — there's  some- 
thing else  you  ought  to  know — I've  met  a  man  who 
has  been  here  on  this  island  three  years.  Ben  Gunn 
he  says  his  name  is ;  he  seems  to  have  something  to 
propose. 

SQUIRE.     A.  man  on  the  island? 

GRAY.    I  see  something  moving,  sir 

SMOLLETT.  Back  to  your  places.  (DOCTOR  and 
SQUIRE  go  to  their  places)  Jim,  you  go  into  the 
house — get  under  cover 

JIM.    No,  sir,  I'll  stay  here  and  help  you,  sir. 

JOYCE.    I  think  I  see  them  over  here  too,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Aye,  and  here,  too 

GRAY.    And  here,  sir 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  77 

SMOLLETT.  Then  it's  from  all  sides — they're 
getting  ready  for  a  charge — Now  hold  steady. 

SQUIRE.    They're  starting 

SMOLLETT.  Save  your  ammunition  until  they 
reach  open 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Here  they  come. 

SMOLLETT.    Then  let  them  have  it. 

(There  are  cries  and  shouts  together  with  shots 
from  the  outside.  Those  within  the  stockade 
return  the  fire,  tvhile  JIM  and  SMOLLETT  are 
busy  loading  and  relaying  muskets.) 

SQUIRE.    I  got  one  of  them. 

GRAY.    And  I,  sir 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Four  of  them — on  this  side — 
they're  making  for  the  wall. 

SMOLLETT.  Shoot — Keep  'em  away.  Don't  let 
'em  over — at  'em  lads.  (The  sounds  have  increased. 
Cries,  curses  and  musket  shots  are  heard)  Look 
out  there — you  Redruth — over  your  head — (Above 
another  pirate's  head,  there  appears  a  pirate  with  a 
red  kerchief  over  his  head  and  a  knife  in  his  mouth 
over  Man's  head.  Man  shoots  and  the  pirate  falls) 
That's  it.  (Three  pirates  led  by  ANDERSON  break 
over  the  wall.  The  fight  now  is  a  running  one  both 
•within  and  without  the  stockade)  You — Squire — 
Gray — back  into  the  house,  lads — we'll  fight  them 
there. 

(One  pirate  rushes  at  REDRUTH. — and  stuns  in  fight. 
Another  rushes  at  the  DOCTOR  and  forces  him 
to  flee.  The  fight  is  going  very  much  with  the 
pirates.  It  is  now  a  running  fight  about  the 
house,  with  cutlasses  and  pistols.  For  a  time 
it  is  heard  rather  than  seen  for  it  is  behind  the 
house  and  within  it.  Then  suddenly  from  one 
side  of  the  house  there  comes  running,  ANDER- 
SON, cutlass  in  hand.) 


78  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

ANDERSON.  (Rushing  forward)  Oh,  men — don't 
leave  one  of  'em — not  a  one — (Suddenly  JIM  comes 
rushing  from  the  side  opposite  ANDERSON  and  runs 
full  tilt  into  him  and  is  caught)  So,  it's  you — you 
young  rascal — well,  here's  where  we  settles  with 
you. 

JIM.     Oh,  let  me  go — let  me  go 

ANDERSON.  Let  you  go — aye — here's  where  you 
go  a  long,  long  ways,  lad.  (He  raises  his  cutlass. 
JIM  shrieks.  Then  suddenly  there  is  a  pistol  shot 
and  ANDERSON  falls.  GRAY  comes  running  around 
the  corner) 

GRAY.    I  was  just  in  time,  lad. 

(From  the  back  of  the  house  and  inside  there  come 
running  the  pirates  pursued  by  the  DOCTOR, 
SQUIRE  and  SMOLLETT.  The  pimtgs  make  for 
the  wall.) 

SMOLLETT.  After  them — don't  let  them  get  away 
— don't  let  'em  escape 

(Suddenly  one  of  the  pirates  upon  the  top  of  the 
stockade  turns  and  fires  deliberately  at  SMOL- 
LETT and  SMOLLETT  stumbles  back  and  finally 
fulls.) 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Captain — you're  wounded. 

SMOLLETT.  Now,  listen — quick — Before  they  can 
reach  the  beach — Beat  'em  to  the  Hispaniola  and  cut 
her  adrift.  The  tide  will  carry  her  to  the  North 
inlet.  Once  there  and  you've  got  'em,  I  tell  you — 
you've  got  'em.  Go — go— quick — save  the  ship. 

JIM.    I'll  go 

DR.  LIVESEY.     No — no,  Jim. 

JIM.  The  Captain  said  to  save  the  ship  and  I  am 
going  to  do  it 

CURTAIN. 


TREASURE  ISLAND. 


ACT  III. 

SCENE  :  3 : — The  Hispaniola  tossing  at  sea.  The 
ship  is  in  motion  but  evidently  not  under  con- 
trol. She  is  under  her  mainsail  and  two  jibs. 
The  sails  droop  at  times  and  then  fill  with  the 
report  of  a  gun.  The  tiller  spins  round  from 
side  to  .tide.  The  boat  tosses  and  pitches  as 
the  sea  runs  high.  Two  men,  BLACK  DOG 
and  HANDS,  are  seen  upon  the  deck  of  the 
ship  "locked  together  in  deadly  wrestle,  each 
with  a  hand  upon  the  other's  throat."  Finally 
th.e»y  separate  for  a  moment  and  then  knives 
flash.  BLACK  DOG,  by  a  quick  movement, 
wounds  HANDS  in  the  leg.  As  he  starts  to 
fpllow  up  his  advantage,  HANDS  turns  quickly, 
etitches  BLACK  DOG  by  the  neck  and  holds  him 
back  against  the  rigging,  his  knife  at  his 
throat.  Both  are  drunk. 

HANDS.  (As  he  gets  his  wound)  Oh — you — 
would — you  would — would  you — Now,  then — (The 
boat  lurches.  At  the  same  instant  HANDS  makes  a 
lunge  and  catches  BLACK  DOG)  Now  then — 
speak — you  set  the  ship  adrift — you  did !  Say  it ! 
Say  it ! 

O'BRIEN.     (Struggling')     No — no 

HANDS.  You'll  never  tell  that  to  Silver — Now 
for  the  last  time,  say  it.  Say  it,  or 

O'BRIEN.      No! 

HANDS.  Then  there.  (Stabs  him)  You'll  never 
tell  Silver — (Shakes  him  again  and  again  as  he 
speaks)  Ugh!  (Throzvs  him  from  him.  Tries  to 
stumble  over  the  deck,  but  is  forced  to  catch  the 


8o  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

rigging  of  the  mainsail)  What's  this — by  thunder 
he  got  me — he  got  me — I  can't  see — what  is  it? 
(Growing  more  and  more  terrified)  I've  gone 
blind — I've  gone  blind.  (Sinks  back  in  the  rigging, 
trying  to  hold  himself  up,  apparently  in  a  faint. 
For  a  moment  there  is  silence  while  the  boat  tosses 
from  side  to  side.  JIM  appears  climbing  over  the 
side  of  the  boat.  For  a  moment  he  looks  about, 
timidly  and  afraid.  Then  he  calls) 

JIM.  Ahoy !  Ship-mates,  ahoy !  (He  waits  for 
an  answer.  When  he  gets  none  he  scrambles  down 
on  deck  and  with  pistols  drawn  goes  carefully  over 
the  boat.  Finally  he  sees  O'BRIEN  dead  and  HANDS 
apparently  dead.  He  starts  back)  Oh!  Dead! 
(As  he  starts  away  there  is  a  groan.  JIM  turns 
quickly.  He  is  very  frightened.  With  a  cry  he 
rushes  out  and  on  the  companionway.  He  comes 
back  almost  at  once)  Gone!  All  gone!  I've  got 
the  ship — I've  got  the  ship.  (He  turns  to  go  to  the 
tiller}  If  I  can  only  sail  her — (As  he  hears  a 
groan)  Who's  that?  (He  waits  for  an  answer. 
When  he  gets  none  he  stands  fearfully  waiting. 
Again  a  groan)  Answer — answer,  or  I  fire! 

HANDS.    (Moans  feebly)    It's  Israel  Hands,  lad. 

JIM.    So,  it's  you,  Mr.  Hands.    Huch  hurt? 

HANDS.    I'm  dying — dying — I  can't  move 

JIM.  See  that  you  don't — for  at  the  first  move  I 
shoot 

HANDS.    And  where  mought  you  have  come  from  ? 

JIM.  I've  come  to  take  possession  of  this  ship. 
(As  HANDS  laughs)  So,  Mr.  Hands,  you'll  regard 
me  as  Captain  until  further  notice. 

HANDS.     (Wickedly)    Cap'n,  eh? 

JIM.  (Presenting  his  pistols)  Is  it  understood, 
Mr.  Hands? 

HANDS.     Aye — it's  understood 

JIM.  Then  first  we'll  strike  those  colors — (Pttlis 
down  the  Jolly  Roger)  There,  God  save  the  king 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  81 

and  there's  an  end  to  Captain  Silver,  too.  (Throws 
flag  overboard) 

HANDS.  Will  you  tell  me  how  you  mought  have 
come  aboard  ? 

JIM.  All  night  I've  been  below  in  a  little  boat — 
It  was  I  who  cut  the  ship  adrift. 

HANDS.  You.  And  I  killed  him  there  for  it. 
I'm  going  to 

JIM.  You've  been  drifting  all  night.  I'm  going 
to  beach  this  ship — at  the  North  inlet — where  we 
can  get  off  the  provisions — and  where  Silver  will 
never  find  her 

HANDS.    All  alone,  eh? 

JIM.     Yes,  alone. 

HANDS.    Ever  sail  a  boat,  mate  ? 

JIM.  I'm  going  to  sail  this  one — (Sinister)  with 
your  help,  Mr.  Hands 

HANDS.     Oho — with  my  help,  is  it? 

JIM.    Just  so,  Mr.  Hands. 

HANDS.  Now,  I'll  make  a  bargain  with  you, 
Hawkins. 

JIM.     Captain  Hawkins! 

HANDS.  Captain  Hawkins — this  leg's  bleeding — 
I'll  die — I  will — if  you  don't  give  me  a  hand.  Give 
me  a  kerchief  to  tie  my  wound  up  and  some  food 
and  drink — and  I'll  tell  you  how  to  sail  her — and 
that's  about  square. 

JIM.  (Suspiciously)  You  know  where  the 
North  Inlet  is? 

HANDS.    To  be  sure 

JIM.    You'll  take  her  there  ? 

HANDS.    Aye. 

JIM.  Mind,  at  the  first  sign  of  any  treachery 
from  you 

HANDS.  I'm  no  such  fool.  Go  below  and  get  me 
some  brandy. 

JIM.    No 

HANDS.    But  you  said 


82  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

JIM.     First  the  boat 

HANDS.  Smart  lad — take  no  chances — well,  have 
it  your  way — take  a  haul  on  the  mainsail  there — 
(JiM  goes  to  the  mainsail  and  pulls  at  the  ropes  to 
make  her  fast}  Hold  her  tight — there.  (As  JIM 
works,  HANDS  seems  always  to  be  growing  stronger 
and  wilier}  She'll  sail  under  the  mainsail  alone. 
Now  put  your  helm  hard  alee — (HANDS  becomes 
more  and  more  active  while  JIM'S  eyes  are  upon 
steering,  he  surreptitiously  tries  and  is  able  to  move 
back  and  forth )  It's  a  narrow  channel — you'll  have 
to  feel  your  way. 

JIM.     She's  safe  so  far 

HANDS.  You're  doing-  fine,  lad — couldn't  do 
better  myself — and  now — come  here. 

JIM.     (Comes  up}    What  do  you  want? 

HANDS.  A  little  drop  of  brandy.  I've  earned  it 
now. 

JIM.  Alright — I'll  get  it — You're  sure  the  boat 
will  be  alright? 

HANDS.     She'll  hold  steady. 

JIM.  Alright.  (JiM  enters  cabin,  HANDS  crawls 
to  knife,  hides  it  in  his  bosom  and  returns  to  for- 
mer position  as  JIM  returns}  I  couldn't  find  any 
— not  a  drop  left. 

HANDS.  Jim,  I'm  for  my  long  home,  lad,  this 
time — and  no  mistake.  Come  here. 

(As  JIM  comes  a  step  nearer  HANDS  places  his 
hand  in  his  jacket  where  he  has  concealed  the 
knife.} 

JIM.  (Startled,  draws  his  pistols}  None  of  that 
— take  your  hand  out — take  it  out  or — I'll — 

HANDS.  (Draw  out  his  hand  zvith  stick  of 
tobacco}  Just  getting  my  tobacco — see — will  you 
cut  me  a  junk  of  that — I  haven't  any  knife. 

JIM.  (Hesitates}  Throw  it  here.  (HANDS 
throws  him  the  tobacco  and  he  starts  to  cut  it}  If 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  83 

I  were  in  your  place  I'd  be  thinking  of  prayers  and 
not  tobacco 

HANDS.     Why?     Tell  me  that? 

JIM.  Why — You've  broken  your  trust — you've 
lived  in  sin  and  lies  and  blood — and  you  ask  me 
why?  For  God's  mercy — that's  why,  Mr.  Hands, 
(JiM  gives  him  back  the  tobacco  and  goes  to  the 
tiller)  I  can  see  the  beach  from  here 

HANDS.  Haul  that  mailsail  a  notch — All  right 
lad 


JIM.    All  right  sir- 


( HANDS  now,  knife  in  hand,  has  worked  up^  back 
of  JIM.  JIM,  holding  the  tiller,  has  not  noticed 
him;  bui  the  moment  that  HANDS  throws  him- 
self forward  with  a  cry,  JIM  suddenly  sees  him 
and  throws  himself  aside  to  avoid  the  blow. 
As  he  does  so,  he  lets  go  the  tiller  which  springs 
back  and  hits  HANDS  across  the  chest,  stopping 
him.  "  Before  he  could  recover  I  was  safe  out 
of  the  corner  where  he  had  trapped  me,  with 
all  the  deck  to  dodge  about.  Just  forward  of 
the  mainmast  I  stopped,  drew  from  my  pocket 
my  pistol,  though  he  was  once  more  coming 
directly  toward  me.") 

Stop — stop — or  I  fire. 

HANDS.  You  little  rat — I've  got  a  score  to  settle 
with  you.  (Starts  fortvard)  Stop!  (As  HANDS 
still  conies  forward) 

JIM.  Stop!  (As  HANDS  still  comes  forward) 
Stop!  Well  then,  take  it.  (He  pulls  the  trigger, 
the  gun  doesn't  explode) 

HANDS.  (With  a  cry  of  exultation)  Aha,  so  the 
guns  don't  go  off — never  thought  to  prime  'em,  my 
fine  Captain — Now  then,  my  brave  lad — you're  going 
to  save  the  boat,  are  you — we'll  see — we'll  see — 

(Meanwhile  HANDS  had  been  approaching  and  JIM 
has  been  fleeing.  "  Wounded  as  he  was  it  zvas 


84  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

wonderful  how  fast  he  was.  I  had  no  time  to 
try  my  other  pistol.  One  thing  I  saw  I  must 
simply  retreat  before  me  or  he  would  speedily 
hold  me  boxed  in  the  stern.  I  placed  my  hands 
on  the  mainmast  and  waited,  every  nerve 
stretched.  Seeing  I  meant  to  dodge  he  also 
paused  and  a  moment  or  two  passed  in  feints 
on  his  part  and  correspondent  movements  on 
mine.  It  was  such  a  game  as  I  had  often  played 
at  home  about  the  rocks.  And  I  thought  I  could 
hold  my  own  at  it  against  an  elderly  seaman 
with  a  wounded  thigh.  Well,  while  I  stood 
thus,  suddenly  the  Hispanolia  struck,  staggered, 
ground  for  an  instant  on  the  sand  and  then 
swift  as  a  blow  canted  over  on  the  port  side 
till  the  deck  stood  at  an  angle  of  about  forty- 
five  degrees.  We  were  both  capsized  in  a  second 
and  both  of  us  rolled  about  together  into  the 
scuppers,  but  I  was  first  to  foot  again.  The 
sudden  canting  of  the  ship  made  the  deck  no 
place  for  running  and  I  had  to  find  some  new 
way  of  escape,  quick  as  thought  I  sprang  into 
the  mizzen  shrouds,  rattled  up  hand  over  hand 
and  did  not  draw  breath  until  I  was  safe  on  the 
cross  trees.") 

(As  they  play  a  sort  of  grim  hide  and  seek  he  makes 
a  movement  and  misses  JIM)  By  thunder  if  this 
leg  were  right — it  would  be  quick  work  for  you — 
but  I'll  get  you — you'll  not  get  out  of  this  corner — 
I've  got  you  now — I've  got  you 

(As  HANDS  almost  corners  JIM,  the  boat  strikes 
and  they  are  tumbled  together.  JIM  scurries  to 
the  mainmast.) 

JIM.    Not  yet — Mr.  Hands — not  yet.     (Scurries 
up  the  mainmast) 
HANDS.    If  that  boat  hadn't  struck — I'd  have  had 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  8$ 

you — and  I've  got  you  now.  You  can't  get  down — 
I'v  got  you  up  a  tree  my  fine  Captain. 

JIM.  (Draws  other  pistol)  I  still  have  another 
pistol,  Mr.  Hands.  It  is  not  like  the  other — This 
one  is  primed.  Another  step  and  I'll  blow  your 
brains  out 

HANDS.     (Stops)     Eh? 

JIM.  Drop  that  knife,  Mr.  Hands — drop  that 
knife — drop  it  I  say. 

HANDS.  Drop  it — very  well  lad — (Suddenly  hurls 
the  dagger)  There,  take  it. 

JIM.  (With  a  cry  as  the  knife  strikes  him  in  the 
shoulder,  turns  away}  Oh !  (Then  as  HANDS  with 
shout  makes  tozvard  him,  he  pulls  the  triggers  on 
the  pistols  and  HANDS,  zvith  a  cry,  pitches  forward 
as  JIM  lets  fall  the  pistols.  With  an  effort,  JIM, 
crying  out  under  the  pain  finally  wrenches  his 
shoulder  free  and  then  tottering  and  almost  faint  he 
cries)  The  stockade!  Now  for  the  stockade! 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  IV. 

SCENE  i : — The  Stockade.  When  the  curtain  rises 
it  is  early  dawn.  The  pirates  are  in  possession 
of  the  stockade,  but  there  are  only  six  of  them 
left.  These  are  asleep  about  the  stockade. 
SILVER  leans  against  one  of  the  posts  of  the 
porch,  asleep,  his  parrot  perched  upon  a  stick 
just  above  him.  Among  the  pirates  are  MERRY, 
MORGAN,  DIRK  and  ANDERSON.  Several  of 
them  have  their  heads  bandaged  as  if  wounded. 
For  a  moment  after  the  curtain  goes  up  noth- 
ing happens.  Then  over  the  ^vall  there  comes 
JIM.  In  the  half  light  he  stumbles  around,  peer- 
ing at  the  sleepers.  Finally  he  comes  up  to 


86  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SILVER  and  then  he  discovers  that  the  pirates 
now  occupy  the  stockade.  With  i  cry,  he 
stumbles  back  and  starts  away,  but  just  as  he 
does  so  the  parrot  cries  out — "  Pieces  of  eight," 
"Pieces  of  eight"  Immediately  tliere  is  a  stir 
and  JIM  as  he  runs  toward  the  gate  bolts  into 
MERRY  who  has  awakened  and  is  sitting  up  on 
the  ground. 

JIM.     Squire — Squire — Silver! 

MERRY.  (Catching  JIM  who  struggles}  No,  you 
don't — No,  you  don't 

JIM.    Let  me  be ;  let  me  be • 

MERRY.    Silver ! — Silver ! 

SILVER.  (They  are  all  awake  by  this  time  and  it 
is  MOW  light)  What  is  it? 

MERRY.    Look  here.    Here's  a  nice  little  catch — 

SILVER.  (Comes  up)  Well,  shiver  my  timbers, 
if  it  ain't  Jim  Hawkins. 

MERRY.    Aye,  and  looking  as  brash  as  ever. 

MORGAN.    Fd  like  to 

SILVER.  (Forestalling  MORGAN)  Come,  lad,  speak 
up — (As  JIM  stands  with  his  back  against  the  wall 
and  refuses  to  answer)  Just  dropped  in  for  an 
early  morning  call?  (Still  JIM  refuses  to  answer) 
Now,  I  take  that  friendly — well,  lad, — speak  up—- 
speak up. 

JIM.    Dr.  Livesey  and  Squire  Trelawney 

SILVER.  This  here  gets  me — it  do — but  lad,  I'm 
going  to  know  what  you  been  up  to. 

JIM.  I'll  not  say  a  word  till  you  tell  me  where 
my  friends  are. 

MORGAN.    What ! 

MERRY.  The  little  rat !  (Both  he  and  MORGAN 
make  a  movement  toward  JIM) 

SILVER.  (To  MORGAN  and  MERRY)  Who's 
cap'n  here?  (Turning  to  JIM)  I  want  you  to 
recognize  your  position:— here  you  are  with  us,  who, 
you'll  admit  ain't  got  no  cause  to  be  too  friendly. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  87 

DIRK.    Aye,  that's  right. 

SILVER.    So  the  truth,  lad — the  truth 

JIM.  I  have  a  right  to  know  first — what's  what — 
why  you're  here  and  where  my  friends  are. 

MERRY.  Wot's  wot !  Ah,  he'd  be  a  lucky  one  as 
knowed  that ! 

SILVER.  (To  MERRY)  Batten  down  your  hatches. 
(To  JIM)  Now,  come,  lad — come 

JIM.    Not  until  you  tell  me 

MORGAN.    You  won't,  eh — we'll  see 

SILVER.  (To  MORGAN)  Hold  there,  Tom 
Morgan.  (As  MORGAN  growls  angrily}  Jim's 
right — it's  only  fair  he  knows.  (Turns  to  JIM) 
Last  night,  down  came  Dr.  Livesey  with  a  flag  of 
truce.  ' "  Silver  "  says  he,  "  let's  bargain 

MERRY.     (Derisively)    A  pretty  bargain  it  was — 

SILVER.  (Angrily  to  MERRY)  It's  the  bargain 
I  made — him  and  me — him  and  his  friends  to  give 
up  this  place — and  us  not  to  touch  'em 

MORGAN.    And  why? 

SILVER.  Because  they  had  ammunition  we  needed 
— because  they  had  this  place  we  needed — because 
they  can't  get  away 

JIM.    Why  did  they  change  then? 

SILVER.    They  thought — they'd  get  out  and  make 

for  the  ship  and  leave  us  here — and  I  let  'em  think 

so — (Sinisterly)     I've  got  the  only  boat  to  reach 

that  ship — and  I've  got  it  hidden — I've  beaten  them — 

fooled  them  at  every  turn 

JIM.    Oh,  have  you? 

SILVER.    Aye,  by  gum,  I  have 

JIM.    Well  then,  look  there.    The  ship's  gone ! 

SILVER.    Well,  shiver  my  timbers ! 

( There  is  great  astonishment  among  the  men.  For 
a  moment  they  seem  stunned.  Then  suddenly 
there  is  growing  excitement.) 

MORGAN.    Marooned. 


88  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

MERRY.  Tricked — beaten — fooled — (With  a  sud- 
den cry  they  make  a  dash  toward  JIM) 

SILVER.  Wait!  (As  the  men  growl  angrily 
SILVER  speaks  meaningly  to  JIM) 

JIM.  (At  bay)  I'm  not  such  a  fool  that  I  don't 
know  what  I  have  to  look  for — (The  men  shout  at. 
him.  "Aye — aye — "  and  threaten)  Well,  let  the 
worst  come — it's  little  I  care — but  there's  a  thing 
or  two  I  have  to  tell  you  first — You're  in  a  bad 
way — ship's  lost — treasure's  lost — men  lost — your 
whole  business  gone  to  wreck.  (There  is  a  growl 
from  the  man)  And  do  you  want  to  know  who  did 
it?  Why  I  did  it. 

MORGAN.     (Starts  for  JIM)     You 

MERRY.    I'll  slit  his  throat — I'll 

(SILVER  thunders  at  MERRY  and  MORGAN.) 

JIM.  I  was  in  the  apple  barrel — I  heard  you  and 
Morgan  and  Hands,  all  of  you — and  told  every 
word  of  it.  And  as  for  the  Hispaniola — it  was  I 
who  cut  her  hawser — It  was  I  who  killed  the  men 
you  had  aboard  her. 

SILVER.    You — You 

JIM.  I  killed  them  I  tell  you  and  I  brought  that 
ship  where  you'll  never  se  her  more,  not  one  of  you. 
The  laugh's  on  my  side.  I've  had  the  top  of  this 
business  from  the  first  and  I  no  more  fear  you 
than  I  do  a  fly !  (As  the  men  threaten  but  are  held 
back  by  SILVER)  Kill  me  if  you  please  or  spare  me— 
but  one  thing  I'll  say — if  you  spare  me,  bygones  are 
bygones,  and  when  you  fellows  are  in  court  for 
piracy — I'll  save  you  all  I  can — Kill  me  and  do 
yourselves  no  good  or  spare  me  and  keep  a  witness 
to  save  you  from  the  gallows. 

(The  men  with  the  exception  of  SILVER  are  in  a 
little  group  ^vhispering  together.  SILVER  stands 
and  stares  at  JIM.) 

SILVER.     (His  manner  has  changed.     He  is  no 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  89 

linger  threatening,  but  rather  sly  as  if  feeling  his 
fvay)  So,  you  cut  the  boat  adrift? 

JIM.     Yes. 

SILVER.    And  you  know  where  it  is,  eh? 

JIM.    But  I'm  not  going  to  tell. 

ARROW.    That  boy's  not  going  to  live. 

MORGAN.  Then  by  thunder  here  goes.  (MORGAN 
with  knife  drawn  springs  toward  JIM  R.  c.,  but 
SILVER  suddenly  jumps  in  front  of  the  boy  and 
stands  between  him  and  the  men) 

SILVER.  Avast  there,  Tom  Morgan.  Maybe  you 
think  you're  cap'n  here.  By  the  powers  I'll  teach 
you  better.  Have  I  lived  this  many  years  and  a  son 
of  a  rum  puncheon  cock  his  hat  athwart  my  hawse 
at  the  latter  end  of  it?  Well,  I'm  ready.  Take  a 
cutlass — him  that  dares — and  I'll  see  the  color  of 
his  insides.  (As  the  men  all  draw  away  in  a  group 
and  whisper  together)  I'm  cap'n  here  by  'lection 
and  because  I'm  the  best  man  by  a  long  sea  mile. 
You  won't  fight;  then  by  thunder  you'll  obey — I 
like  that  boy — he's  more  man  than  any  pair  of  rats 
of  you  here  and — let  me  see  him  that'll  lay  a  hand 
on  him.  (During  this  part  of  the  speech  the  men 
have  come  back  with  MERRY  at  their  head)  Well, 
you  seem  to  have  something  to  say.  Pipe  up  and 
let  me  hear  it. 

MERRY.  Ax  your  pardon,  sir,  you're  pretty  free 
with  some  of  the  rules ;  maybe  you'll  kindly  keep 
your  eye  on  the  rest 

SILVER.    Meanin'  by  that  ? 

MERRY.  This  crew's  dissatisfied.  This  crew  don't 
vally  bullying  a  marlin  spike.  This  crew  has  rights 
— and  by  your  own  rules  we  can  talk  together — I  ax 
your  pardon,  sir,  acknowledging  you  as  capting  at 
this  present,  but  I  claim  my  right  and  step  inside  for 
a  council.  ( With  an  elaborate  sea-salute  he  marches 
into  the  log  house — "  One  after  another  the  rest 
followed  his  example,  each  making  a  salute  as  he 
passed.") 


90  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

ARROW.    Crew's  right.     (Salutes  and  goes  in) 

DICK.    According  to  rules.    (Salutes  and  goes  in) 

MORGAN.  Fo'c's'le  council.  (Salutes  and  goes 
in) 

DIRK.    Aye,  sir — Fo'c's'le  council. 

SILVER.  (Intensely  and  confidentially  as  soon  as 
they're  gone)  Jim,  you're  within  half  a  plank  of 
death. 

JIM.  (Draws  back  at  the  idea  of  torture)  What 
are  they  going  to  do  ? 

SILVER.  First  they're  going  to  tip  me  the  Black 
Spot. 

JIM.     Same  as  Billy  Bones? 

SILVER.  Aye — (Takes  JIM  by  the  arm)  But 
I'm  going  to  stand  by  you,  lad,  through  thick  and 
thin. 

JIM.     (Surprised)     What ! 

SILVER.  I'll  confess  I  didn't  mean  to  till  you 
spoke  up  and  told  about  that  ship — Once  I  looked 
into  the  bay  and  seen  her  gone — well,  I'm  tough  but 
I  gave  out — ship  gone — neck  gone — that's  about  the 
size  of  it.  (Intensely  to  JIM)  Sure  you've  got  her 
hidden  ? 

JIM.    (Sits  log  R.)     I'll  not  tell  where 

SILVER.  And  I'm  not  going  to  ask — but — (With 
intensity)  You're  sure  she's  safe? 

JIM.    Yes — sure 

SILVER.  That  being  the  case,  why  did^the  doctor 
give  me  that  ?  (Draws  out  the  chart  surreptitiously ) 

JIM.    What? 

SILVER.  (As  JIM  looks  startled)  Aye,  look  at 
it — is  that  the  right  one — is  it  ? 

JIM.  (Impassioned)  I  don't  know  how  you  got 
this — what  torture  you  put  them  to — to  make  them 
give  it  to  you — but  you'll  never  get  that  treasure — 
never. 

SILVER.    Eh  ? 

JIM.  I've  got  that  stop,  a»d  I've  got  her  hidden, 
and  I  am  not  go«%g  to'tefl  ye«  where  she  is — IM 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  qi 

matter  what  you  do — never — never — You  may  get 
the  treasure  but  we've  got  the  ship,  Mr.  Silver,  and 
we  won't  give  her  up. 

SILVER.  Aye,  lad — a  proper  spirit,  but  just  now 
I'm  thinking  I'm  your  last  card  here  and  by  the 
living  thunder,  you're  mine — I'll  save  your  life  so 
be  I  can — from  them  in  there — but  tit  for  tat — 
you  save  Long  John  when  the  time  comes. 

JIM.    I'll  do  what  I  can. 

SILVER.  A  bargain.  Now,  understand — I'm  on 
the  Squire's  side  and  I  know  you've  got  that  ship 
hidden.  (As  JIM  starts  to  protest)  There,  lad, 
I'm  not  asking  but  I  know  when  a  game's  up — I  do 
and  I  know  a  lad  that's  staunch — ah,  you  that's 
young — you  and  me  might  have  done  a  power  of 
good  together. 

JIM.  (As  the  men  re-appear  on  the  porch)  Here 
they  come! 

SILVER.  Stand  up  plucky — and  by  thunder  I  still 
have  a  shot  in  my  locker.  (As  the  buccaneers  hesi- 
tate to  approach)  Well,  step  up.  I  won't  eat  you. 
Which  has  it?  You?  Merry 

MERRY.     (Comes  timidly  forward}     Aye,  sir. 

SILVER.  Well,  hand  it  over,  lubber — I  know  the 
rules — I  won't  hurt  a  deputation.  (MERRY  hands 
SILVER  a  piece  of  paper.  SILVER  glances  at  it  and 
then  hands  it  to  JIM)  Jim,  do  you  know  what  that 
is? 

JIM.    The  Black  Spot. 

SILVER.  Right  you  was.  (Looks  over  JIM'S 
shoulder)  Hello.  Look  here,  now — where  would 
you  say  that  was  cut  from? 

JIM.  The  Bible,  sir — see  it  reads !  "  Without  are 
dogs  and  murderers." 

SILVER.  And  very  fitting,  too.  What  fool's  cwt  a 
Bible — y  ou — M  erry 

MERRY.  '  Aye — aye,  sir  ? 

SILVER.     Well,    no   good'M   come   of    k — 
swing  for  it — it  ain't  lucky. 


92  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

MERRY.  Aye,  aye,  sir.  Oh,  ain't  it.  This  crew 
has  tipped  you  the  Black  Spot  in  full  council,  as  in 
dooty  bound — just  you  turn  it  over  and  see  what's 
wrote  there 

SILVER.  Thanky,  George — you  always  was  brisk 
for  business.  Well,  what  is  it  ?  (Turns  it  over  and 
reads)  D-e-p-p-o-s-e-d — Dep-posed — and  very 
pretty  wrote,  I  swear. 

MERRY.  Come,  you  don't  fool  this  crew  no  more, 
you're  over  now. 

SILVER.    Thought  you  said  you  knowed  the  rules  ? 

MERRY.    Well? 

SILVER.  Well,  according  to  rules — I'm  still  your 
cap'n  till  you  outs  with  your  grievances  and  I  reply. 

MERRY.  Alright,  then.  First  and  last  you  made 
a  hash  of  this  cruise.  And  now  for  some  reason, 
you're  holding  back  that  boy  from  us — You've 
bungled  the  whole  thing. 

SILVER.    Bungled  is  it?    You  say — bungled? 

MORGAN.     (And  the  men)     Aye — aye— bungled. 

SILVER.  Aye,  by  gum,  if  you  could  see  how  bad 
it's  bungled.  We're  that  near  the  gibbet  my  neck's 
stiff  with  thinking  on  it.  And  do  you  know  all  that 
stands  between  us  and  to  swing  and  sun-dry  ?  That 
boy.  He  may  be  our  last  chance — by  thunder  you've 
neither  senses  nor  memory — I  let  the  Squire  and  his 
friends  go.  Alright.  And  do  you  want  to  know 
why?  Well,  that's  why?  (Takes  out  the  map  and 
throws  it  on  the  ground)  I  got  what  I  wanted — I 
got  the  map.  (As  the  men  pick  up  the  map  and  look 
at  it)  Aye,  look  at  it — mull  it  over,  you  rum 
puncheons — is  it  the  real  one  this  time  or  not? 

MORGAN.    J.  F.  and  a  score  below. 

MERRY.    With  a  close  hitch  in  it. 

ARROW.  Flint's  fist — blood  and  bones,  mate.  It's 
the  map,  we've  got  the  map. 

ALL.     Long  John — Long  John  Silver 

SJLVE*.    So  that's  yo«r  true  word. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  gs 

ALL.  Captain  Silver — Captain  Silver,  Captain 
forever. 

MORGAN.    Come  mates,  picks  and  shovels. 

DICK.    Aye,  the  treasure — Flint's  treasure  chest — 

MERRY.     (As  they  get  things)     Wait ! 

MORGAN.    Well  ? 

MERRY.  When  we  do  find  this  money  how  are 
we  to  get  it  home  and  us  no  ship. 

MORGAN.    By  the  powers,  that's  right ! 

ARROW.    (Appealing  to  SILVER)    Long  John 

MERRY.  Aye — then  tell  us  that — Silver,  tell  us 
that 


ALL.     Aye — how — how- 


SILVER.  By  the  powers,  but  you  ain't  got  the 
invention  of  a  cockroach — You  can't  find  a  way  to 
get  that  money  home — not  you — It's  Silver — Silver 
— Well  then,  I  tell  you — there's  your  map  and  that's 
the  way  to  Flint's  treasure — chest — picks — and 
shovels  it  is — and  once  we  find  it — then  by  thunder 
if  this  lad  doesn't  lead  us  to  that  boat  I'll  cut  his 
heart  out. 

OMNES.    That's  right— Kill  him 

JIM.    Long  John 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  IV. 

SCENE  2: — The  Spy-glass  Mountain — a  heavily 
•wooded  'mountain  side,  with  trees  and  shrubs 
on  all  sides,  and  a  thick  undergroivth  terminat- 
ing in  a  large  tree  at  center  and  up,  the  base  of 
which  alone  can  be  seen.  In  front  of  this  tree 
there  is  a  small  plateau,  ^rown  up  on  every  side 
with  skrubs.  At  right  among  the  scrubs  and 
partly  conceded  by  them  «  sk-e4e4*n,  *Mt  hands 


94  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

over  its  head  pointing  to  tree  and  feet  extended 
in  opposite  direction. 

When  the  curtain  rises,  the  pirates  with  the 
exception  of  DICK  are  seen  grouped  around 
SILVER  and  studying  the  map.  DICK  sits  upon 
a  log,  a  little  apart,  his  head  in  his  hands  as  if 
sick. 

MORGAN.    Read  it  out,  Barbacue! 
SILVER.      (Reads  from  map)     Tall  tree — Spy- 
glass shoulder,  bearing  a  point  to  the  N.  of  N.  N.  E. 
Skeleton  Island  E.  S.  E.  and  by  E.  ten  feet. 

MERRY.    This  is  Spy-glass  shoulder 

MORGAN.    And  plenty  of  big  trees 

MERRY.    Enough  for  all  of  us  and  more 

ARROW.  He  buried  it  well — Flint  did — in  a 
wicked  spot. 

DICK.     (Starts  up)     Listen 

SILVER.    What  ? 

DICK.    (Frightened)    That's  the  third  time 

MORGAN.    Eh  ?    Third  time  of  what  ? 

DICK.    It  sounds  like  someone  crying 

SILVER.  It's  a  touch  of  the  sun  you've  got,  Dad — 
(Turns  to  study  his  map) 

DICK.    I  tell  you  I  heard  it — heard  it  clear 

SILVER.  (Reading  from  the  map)  Tall-tree — 
Spy-glass  shoulder  bearing  a  point  to  the  N.  of  N.  N. 
E.  (Turns  to  the  men)  Well,  lads  here  we  are — 
scatter  and  look — try  every  tree — keep  an  eye  for 
some  sign — Scatter  with  you — (The  men  spread 
about  the  mountain,  looking  at  different  trees.  To 
JIM  who  has  seated  himself}  Come,  lad. 

JIM.     I'm  tired  sir 

SILVER.  Come.  (Low  to  JIM)  It's  no  time 
to  be  tired  lad — we're  getting  near  the  treasure  chest. 

Keep  a  sharp  watch  for  whatever  happens 

DICK.  (Suddnly  cries  out)  There — there — it  is 
again!  (Comes  running  up  to  SILVER)  Don't  you 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  Q5 

hear  it?  Don't  you?  (As  SILVER  stares  at  him) 
It  isn't  the  sun — I  did  hear  it,  I  tell  you 

SILVER.  (With  meaning  to  JIM)  Jim,  you  hear 
anything  ? 

JIM.     No,  sir 

DICK.  None  the  less  I  did  hear  it — I  know  I 
did — (As  SILVER  turns  away.  Suddenly  MORGAN, 
upon  the  hillside,  gives  a  shout)  There — you  see — 

SILVER.  What  is  it,  Tom?  (He  and  all  the  men 
rush  to  where  stands  MORGAN  who  is  regarding  a 
skeleton  he  has  found)  What  is  it? 

MORGAN.  Look  there — (The  men  all  look  and 
then  draw  back) 

MERRY.    By  the  powers — a  skeleton. 

DICK.     I  know  I  heard  something! 

ARROW.     Now,  who  d'ye  think  that  might  be? 

MORGAN.  (Bends  over)  He  was  a  seaman — 
leastways  this  is  good  sea-cloth. 

MERRY.  You  wouldn't  think  to  find  a  bishop 
here,  I  reckon. 

SILVER.  (Who  has  been  studying  the  skeleton) 
Aye — but  what  sort  of  a  way  is  that  for  bones  to 
lie? 

MORGAN.  Hands  pointing  one  way — feet 
t'other 

MERRY.    Like  a  blessed  diver  he  is 

SILVER.    Tain't  in  natur' 

MORGAN.    It  ain't,  and  that'  a  fact. 

SILVER.  Lads,  I'm  thinkin'  if  this  could  be  one 
of  Flint's  jokes  now?  (As  the  men  question)  Six 
came  ashore  when  he  buried  the  treasure — none 
came  back.  Could  this  fellow  be  one  of  'em  now. 
(Examines  the  skeleton)  Long  bones — and  hair's 
been  yellow 

DIRK.     Allerdyes ! 

SILVER.  Aye,  that  might  be  Allerdyes — You 
mind  him,  Merry  ? 

MERRY.  Aye,  that  I  do — he  owed  me  money,  he 
did — and  took  my  knife  ashore  with  him 


96  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

MORGAN.  Well,  there's  little  enough  about  him 
now — not  a  thing  left — not  a  copper  doit — nor  a 
baccy  box 

MERRY.  That's  queer — Flint  weren't  a  man  to 
pick  a  seaman's  pocket. 

SILVER.    By  thunder,  that's  right. 

MERRY.    It  don't  look  nat'ral  to  me. 

SILVER.  No,  by  gum,  it  don't — not  nat'ral  and 
not  nice — great  guns,  messmates,  but  if  Flint  was 
living  now,  this  would  be  a  hot  spot  for  you  and 
me.  Six  they  were  and  six  are  we:  and  bones  is 
what  they  are  now. 

DICK.     (Starts  up)    There!    There  it  is  again — 

SILVER.    Avast  there,  Dick.     Flint's  dead. 

MERRY.  Aye,  I  saw  him  with  these  here  dead- 
lights— Billy  Bones  took  me  in.  And  there  he  lay 
with  penny  pieces  in  his  eyes. 

DICK.  Aye,  but  if  ever  sperrit  walked  it  would 
be  Flint's 

MERRY.    Dear  heart,  but  he  died  hard. 

MORGAN.  Raged  and  hollered  for  rum  and  sang 
"  Fifteen  Men." 

MERRY.  It  was  main  hot  and  the  windy  was 
open  and  I  hear  that  old  song  comin'  out  as  clear 
as  clear — and  the  death-haul  on  the  man  already. 

SILVER.  Come  stow  that  talk — Flint's  dead  and 
he  won't  walk. 

DIRK.    He's  wise  who  could  say  that 

SILVER.  And  as  for  this  fellow  here.  (Points  to 
skeleton)  I've  taken  a  notion  in  my  old  numbskull, 
Flint  hauled  him  here  and  laid  him  down  by  com- 
pass. 

MORGAN.    What  for? 

SILVER.    For  a  p'inter. 

MERRY.  What!  (There  is  general  excitement 
among  the  men) 

SILVER.  (To  MORGAN  to  whom  he  hands  com- 
pass) Tom,  here's  a  compass — just  take  a  bearing 
along  the  line  of  them  bones.  I'm  thinking  maybe 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  g7 

there's  the  signs  we're  looking  for,  mates.    Well? 

MORGAN.  (While  the  men  wait  eagerly)  E.  S. 
E.  and  by  E. 

SILVER.  (Reads  from  map}  And  the  chart 
reads — E.  S.  E.  and  by  E.  It  was  one  of  Flint's 
jokes  and  no  mistake.  There's  our  way,  lads,  to 
Flint's  treasure.  Up  with  you  men — up  with  you — 

(The  men  with  cries  start  up.) 

DICK.  (Suddenly)  Wait!  Wait!  (The  men 
turn  angrily)  You  must  hear  it  now — you  must — 

(From  the  distance  and  in  a  weird  voice  there  is 
heard. ) 

"  Fifteen  men  on  -a  dead  man's  chest. 
Yo — ho— ho — and  a  bottle  of  rum,  etc. 

(There  is  sudden  consternation  among  the  pirates 
as  they  stop  stunned.) 

MERRY.     (In  awed  whisper)    Flint's  voice. 

MORGAN.    Aye,  and  his  song! 

DICK.    I  told  you  I  heard  it — I  told  you. 

MERRY.  He  were  an  ugly  debil,  were  Flint — and 
that  blue  in  the  face 

MORGAN.    Blue — that's  the  word. 

ARROW.    That  was  how  the  rum  took  him. 

SILVER.  (Suddenly  recovering)  Come — come — 
this  won't  do.  Stand  by  to  go  about! 

MERRY.    No — no,  Long  John. 

SILVER.  This  is  only  someone  sky-larking — 
someone  that's  flesh  and  blood. 

MORGAN.    It  was  Flint's  way  of  singing 

MERRY.     Aye,  and  his  tones — I'M  swear  to  that. 

SILVER.  I  tell  you  it's  flesh  and  blood  and  I'll 
prove  it  to  you — I'm  going  up  there — those  of  you 
who  are  not  white-livered  rats  will  come  after  me. 


98  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

(He  starts  up  the  mountain  and  the  others  begin 
timidly  to  -follow) 

DPCK.    Stop!    Oh,  stop! 

SILVER.  Now,  by  the  powers,  Dick,  another  word 
and  I'll  run  you  through. 

DICK.     Listen. 

(In  terror  they  all  stop  and  there  comes  from  the 
distance  a  wailing  voice.) 

VOICE.  Darby  M'Graw — Darby  M'Graw — Darby 
M'Graw. 

MERRY.     (In  terrified  whisper)     Listen  to  that. 

MORGAN.    (The  same)    Aye. 

VOICE.    Fetch  aft  the  rum,  Darby  M'Graw. 

MERRY.    That  fixes  it.    They  was  his  last  words. 

MORGAN.  No  one  on  this  island  ever  heard  of 
Darby  but  us  here. 

MERRY.  It's  Flint,  mates — I'm  going  back.  Be- 
lay there. 

SILVER.  I  never  feared  Flint  alive  and  by  the 
powers  I'll  face  him  dead. 

MERRY.  Belay  there,  John — don't  you  cross  the 
sperrit. 

SILVER.  Sperrit — well,  maybe — why,  you  rum 
puncheon  if  you  had  listened  you'd  ha'e  noticed  an 
echo. 

MERRY.    Well  ? 

SILVER.  Well,  no  man  has  ever  seen  a  sperrit 
with  a  shadow.  Well,  then,  what's  he  doin'  with  an 
echo  to  him,  eh?  And  as  for  that  voice  it  may  be 
like  Flint's  but  it's  a  deal  more  like  another's. 

MORGAN.    Whose  ? 

SILVER.    Ben  Gunn's. 

MERRY.    By  the  powers,  it  is. 

JIM.    (Startled)    Ben  Gunn? 

SILVER.    Aye,  Ben  Gunn.    That's  who  it  is. 

DICK.  But  Ben  Gunn.  ain't  alive  any  more'n 
Flint. 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  qg 

MERRY.  Sho!  Nobody  minds  Ben  Gunn— dead 
or  alive. 

DICK.    Let's  turn  back,  Silver. 

MORGAN.    Aye — back  it  is 

SILVER.  No,  by  thunder,  no — I'm  here  to  get 
that  stuff  and  I'll  not  be  beat  of  man  or  devil  — 
There's  700,000  pounds  up  there — and  when  did 
ever  a  gentleman  of  fortune  show  his  stern  to  that 
much,  and  for  a  boosy  old  seaman  and  him  dead. 
So,  up  with  you — here's  our  line  for  the  Pole  star 
and  the  jolly  dollars.  {By  this  time  he  has  reached 
the  plateau.  The  minute  he  sees  it  he  draws  back) 
Come  on  w:th  you 

(With  a  shout  the  men  all  go  up  and  shout  through 
following.') 

ARROW.    Come  on,  mate. 

MERRY.    Up,  lads,  up 

DICK.    All  together,  now 


(MORGAN  who  has  gone  on  ahead  gives  shout  and 
the  men  rush  to  him.) 

SILVER.     What 

MORGAN.     It's  here — Flint's  treasure  chest 

(Shouts — all  dig.) 

SILVER.     (With  JIM  advances)  the  living 

rovers,   that's   right.      In   with   you  f£d   dig — dig 
away- 


MORGAN.    Not  a  thing — not  a — coin 

SILVER.  And  do  you  think  you'd  find  it  on  the 
top — no — dig,  I  tell  you,  dig. 

MORGAN.    A  two  guinea  piece. 

SILVER.  Ah — what  did  I  say — Flint  buried  it 
deep — you'll  find  it 

ARROW.    A  board  with  Walrus  written  on  it 


ioo  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

SILVER.  Flint's  ship — you're  getting  close  to  it 
now — 700,000  pounds — think  of  that — lads — For- 
tunes for  all  of  us,  700,000  pounds — all  of  Flint's 
treasure — all  of — (Stops  and  thunders  loudly)  by 
all  the  powers 

JIM.     What? 

SILVER.     Gone 

MORGAN.    Aye,  gone — not  a  blessed  thing  more — 

DICK.    Fooled. 

MORGAN.    Beaten. 

DICK.    Tricked. 

MERRY  Aye,  lads,  tricked;  and  it's  that  old 
cripple  there  as  has  done  it — that's  why  he's  pro- 
tected that  boy 

SILVER.  Stand  by  for  trouble,  lad.  It's  you  and 
me  agin  the  five. 

MERRY.  Look  at  the  face  of  him  and  you'll  see  it 
written  there — He's  sold  us,  mates — sold  us 

OMNES.     Kill  'im — kill  'im — (Gather  forward) 

SILVER.  Stop — the  first  one  that  puts  a  foot 
across  that  rim  I  fire. 

MERRY.  Then,  by  thunder — ye'll  have  to  fire — 
here  goes 

(Shooting  of  MERRY  and  other  pirate.) 
ARROW.    My  lads,  we've  got  'em. 

(SILVER  draws  cutlass.     Pirates  start — shots  off- 
stage— fall. ) 

SILVER.  (As  they  start  to  approach,  draws  cut- 
lass) Stand  back  or  by  the  powers 

MORGAN.  We've  got  you,  Long  John.  We're 
three  to  one ;  now  then,  mates,  from  all  sides, — all 
together — Now 

(Charge  and  shots  are  heard — GUNN,  GRAY  and 
DOCTOR  rush  in.) 


TREASURE  ISLAND.  101 

DR.  LIVESEY.     Jim! 

SILVER.  Safe,  sir.  I've  got  the  lad  safe — Ben 
Gunn! 

GUNN.  Aye,  I'm  Ben  Gunn,  I  am — How  do,  Mr. 
Silver — Pretty  well,  thank  you,  says  you 

SILVER.  And  to  think  it's  you  whose  done  me — 
Ben  Gunn,  by  gum! 

CURTAIN. 


ACT  IV. 
SCENE  3: — BEN  GUNN'S  Cave. 

JIM.  (Discovered  and  BEN  GUNN  packing  gold 
in  bags}  English  and  French,  Spanish  and  Portu- 
guese Louis — and  Georges,  doubloons  and  double 
guineas,  moidores  and  sequins — look — pictures  of 
all  the  kings  and  those  strange  Oriental  pieces  with 
wisps  of  string  like  spiders  webs. 

BEN  GUNN.  Aye,  lad,  there  it  is — Flint's  treas- 
ure, all  of  it.  Three  years,  day  by  day — it  took  Ben 
Gunn  to  fetch  it  here. 

JIM.    What  a  fortune  to  be  taking  home. 

BEN  GUN\T.  Home — aye,  that's  it,  lad.  Home — 
you'll  be  taking  me  with  you,  lad,  you'll  not  be  leav- 
ing Ben  Gunn. 

JIM.    The  Squire  has  given  his  word. 

BEN  GUNN.  Aye,  that  he  has.  That  night  you 
came  here  for  my  boat — and  sent  me  to  him — 
"  Squire,"  says  I.  "  Jim  Hawkins  has  sent  me  and 
tells  me  as  how  you  are  all  in  a  clover  hitch.  Well, 
says  I,  let's  bargain — Flint's  treasure  for  a  passage 
home — "  "  Done,"  says  he. 

JIM.    And  you  can  rely  on  that,  Ben  Gunn. 

SQUIRE.     (Without)     Ahoy,  shipmates,  ahoy. 

JIM.    What's  that? 


102  TREASURE  ISLAND. 

BEN  GUNN.  (Rushes  to  entrance  of  cave) 
They're  here,  mates — and  look — the  ship — she's  at 
anchor.  They  got  her  safe 

(GuNN  stays  outside  watching  ship  until  curtain. 
Enter  SMOLLETT,  SQUIRE,  DR.  LIVESEY,  GRAY, 
JOYCE  and  SILVER.) 

SQUIRE.  Jim,  my  lad,  we  found  the  Hispaniola 
just  where  you  left  her — there  she  rides  and  now. 
lads,  it's  home — home  and  fortune  for  us  all. 

SILVER.     (Slips  up)    Aye,  aye,  sir. 

SQUIRE.  John  Silver,  you  are  a  prodigious  villain 
and  monstrous  impostor. 

SILVER.    Yes,  sir. 

SQUIRE.    But  because  you  stood  by  this  boy  I  am 
told  not  to  prosecute  you — but  dead  men,  sir,  hang, 
about  your  neck  like  millstones. 

SILVER.     Thank  you  kindly,  sir. 

SQUIRE.  I  dare  you  to  thank  me — stand  back  and 
now  men,  to  load — to  load 

DR.  LIVESEY.    Wait,  Jim  Hawkins. 

JIM.    Yes,  sir. 

DR.  LIVESEY.  Jim,  there  is  not  a  man  here  but 
recognizes  that  if  we  have  found  this  treasure  and 
are  taking  it  safe  home — we  owe  it  all  to  you.  I  am 
proud  of  you,  lad — Gentlemen,  I  propose  a  salute 
to  Jim  Hawkins,  officer  of  the  crown. 

ALL.     (Saluting)     Jim  Hawkins. — (Ad  lib.) 

CURTAIN. 


BERKELEY  SQUARE 

Play  in  3  acts.  By  John  L.  Balderston.  Produced  origi- 
nally by  Gilbert  Miller  and  Leslie  Howard  at  the  Lyceum 
Theatre,  New  York.  7  males,  8  females,  i  interior.  Modern 
and  Eighteenth  century  costumes.  Plays  a  full  evening. 

Peter  Standish,  a  young  American  architect,  has  inherited,  so  it 
seems,  an  old  English  house  in  which  one  of  his  ancestors  had  played 
an  important  role.  Taking  up  his  residence  there,  he  discovers  that  he 
can  walk  back  and  forth  through  time,  that  he  can  step  into  the  shoes 
of  his  ancestor  and  live  the  life  that  man  lived  in  the  Eighteenth  cen- 
tury. He  accepts  the  challenge  of  the  adventure  and  finds  himself  en- 
tering the  old  drawing-room  dressed  in  the  costume  of  the  time  but 
still  essentially  himself,  and  he  plays  the  game  as  well  as  he  can.  Much 
charms,  but  much  also  shocks  him.  His  knowledge  of  the  future  some- 
times trips  him  up,  but  the  platitudes  of  the  Nineteenth  and  the 
Twentieth  centuries  are  brilliant  epigrams  to  those  about  him.  But 
despite  his  success  he  is  not  really  at  home. 

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a  spell."  J.  Brooks  Atkinson,  New  York  Times. 

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tion of  every  playgoer  who  wants  to  buy  ah  evening  of  complete  be- 
guilement."  John  Anderson,  N.  Y.  Evening  Journal. 

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HOLIDAY 

Comedy  in  3  acts.  By  Philip  Barry.  Produced  originally 
by  Arthur  Hopkins  at  the  Plymouth  Theatre,  New  York. 
7  males,  5  females.  ^  interiors.  Modern  costumes.  Plays  a 
full  evening. 

Holiday,  with  Hope  Williams,  was  one  of  the  outstanding  successes 
of  th«  New  York  theatre,  and  later  done  in  motion  pictures  with 
Ann  Harding.  It  is  the  story  of  a  young  man  who  is  engaged  to  i 
girl  of  great  wealth  and  social  standing.  But  he  refuses  to  "make  good" 
with  her  father,  preferring  to  enjoy  life  as  a  holiday  and  an  independ- 
ent Tenture  in  happiness.  Because  of  this  the  two  separate,  but  at  the 
end  the  girl's  sister  realizing  that  the  young  man  is  right  and  her  fam- 
ily wrong,  confesses  that  she  is  in  love  with  him  and  agrees  to  go  away 
and  marry  him.  A  delightful  and  brilliant  comedy. 

"One  could  ask  for  nothing  better  (except  that  it  is  dangerous  to 
laugh  so  hard)  than  a  stageful  of  Philip  Barry  characters  indulging  in 
his  ipecial  brand  of  happy-go-lucky  nonsense." 

Robert  Littell,  N.  Y.  Post. 

"It  is  continuously  gay  and  amusing,  blissfully  mad,  and  stunningly 
sane,  all  at  the  same  time.  .  .  ."  John  Anderson,  N.  Y.  Journal. 

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